Month: January 2016

I woke up to my mom making these cute little flower things. She isn’t naturally artistic however, she is very proud of accomplishing this feat. It’s cute. I don’t even mean that sarcastically.

We had my favorite soups for lunch. I was ecstatic.

That layer is poppy seed and the creme is made with egg.

Fortress of Oradea ft happy couple x2

Ma mere

The Fortress is located across from the newest, unfinished Orthodox church. This short bridge took approximately 10 minutes to cross.

I climb things.

Wifi: oh yeaaaaaa

kween or russian doll or reba idk

A droplet hit the kween.

Hello from the otha side

I am trying to be cool. JK, Reba made me.

She was too cool.

Cousins are not allowed to have fun.

No. Fun. Allowed.

Squadoosh

My liege

Don’t Worry

Be Happy

Before this photo, Reba actually fell into the bowl. It was not funny at all.

Le Russian Kween et Cole

Reba got distracted while we were crossing back.

#blessed

Reba ft Indian Marble

Ironically, I pride myself in being unorthodox.

It will all be intricately painted.

“bones of the Saints”.

Ciuperca

Ciuperca is at the top of a hill in the city of Oradea which allows for an awesome view of the city.

Historical arche ft repetition

Russian Doll aka Reba

Reba and Tusi Lenutza making homemade pasta

Rebeca took over for Rebecca because Rebecca grew fatigued.

This is Ema, one of ma mere’s dearest compadres.

Yep.

I’ve actually known Tommy and Edu longer than Reba. Edu jams with me 🙂

Băiatul, Madeleine, and Etienne are not pictured due to being in the USA.

BRB CRYING

The following transpired in the span of January 26th, 2016.

Cousins and best friends @breakfast

#mainz

Reba & Cole wait for ma mere to leave Casa de Marze for the day

L’arbre de Noël en plein air

Ma thé et Reba’s café au lait

Salomea ❤

Reba et Mea

“I only get to see you every four or five years”

Ea este atât de dulce

It’s so strange to yet be a teenager and have had enough time on this earth to have “old friends”. These familiar faces are encouraging markers of growth. Individuals become more than a person in a different place but rather one that you’ve been blessed with the opportunity to share memories. Last time I was here, a good 4 or 5 years ago, Mea – along with a few other friends- and my siblings hung out almost every day. We would swim and trash (with legos) my mom’s friends home. Seriously, we played with legos everywhere. all day. everywhere.

In e u r o p a, it is more common for students to be world travelers. The common person understands that the world is larger than what they’ve grown accustomed and realizes the importance of learning through experience. This firsthand, adventure form of exposure forces adaptation to new bacteria and cultures( didja catch that?). Mea has been to many countries and of all, she prefers Barcelona in Espania. So far, my favorite city is Budapest in Hungary. It’s a city that is quiet enough. Intelligence is valued and gelato can be shaped into a rose and remain affordably priced. Pizza is ridiculously good. It is enjoyable to watch soccer with the people( yea, saw the FIFA semi finals at a pizzeria there, once upon two fifa’s ago).

Ma mere and her old squad. They survived a technical high school and all work in EE for the rail systems.

The break room is well lit, with many toys to play with.

The window of one of the control rooms

more toys

more window

“Scoot over, you’re making me warm”

-Tusi Lucia

Their downtown, highrise kitchen

Their daughter, ma mere’s cousin, Sorrini

vintage, ya feel me?

high key digging the aesthetic

Auntie Wynne, check out Reba’s posture

post modernism

Ma mere et Sorrini’s mere

yung sorrini

Ma mere wanted to visit her high school principal.

One Direction told her to stare at the ground. So she did.

The lift with two sassy queens #mylife

She’s an elderly, wise woman. She is stern and strong. She is beauty.

And she told me not to dye my hair white so obviously, ma mere said “amen”.

She also told us to beware of Italian men and their ways. Unlike the many others who have said the same, she paired her warning with advice:

Out-smart them

….football… not legit futbal..

Old age

i just thought this was a peaceful image. kinda eerie but still. thoughts?

Her plans in the stairwell

The majority #postcommunism

We, then, headed back to the home of Tusi Lenutza and her lovely family. They are #highquality and very #favefam.

Reba on her evening stroll

le tram

Ma mere introducing #sibsters to her auntie and uncle

Tusi Cornelia’s 84th birthday

Dinner@ Tanti Doinitza’s aka first salad of the trip

Still on the honeymoon

avec cole

avec reba

Lighting lowkey lame but she’s the chef

#grlpowr

The playground

fin

this will be edited over time

 

i hope you grow so much that you cringe from your previous posts’ content 1/18/2016

I may jump around between four different languages. This may seem confusing to you only if you are american. Do you really believe that your degraded vernacular of English descent is that superior that you can’t learn a few simple phrases from others? Is your world so small and so elite that you are unwilling to learn?

CHANGE THAT.

Learning is the window to growth. Unless you’re perfection, complacency shouldn’t be an option( or for some of you, a lifestyle even). I dis-care what position of authority that you’ve appointed yourself but last time I checked, we’re all sinful humans that are on a level playing field with an embarrassing world wide literacy rate with a bajillion of different cultures.

#getcultured

 

It’s that time of year otherwise known as the awkward middle of winter recess. It’s a time to reflect on the past Christmas and New Year’s jubilee. It’s a time to fret over the rest of the year and what might become of it.

I should probably finish registering for classes. Oh, buying textbooks might be a good idea too.

I’m spending the semester in Florence. It kind of just happened(black swan style).

Naturally, I continue to fret because my flesh is strong and my faith is weak. God will take care of me and I can’t wait to see Him prove Himself but look at me- I’m a mess!

#justpray

Matthew 21:22 – And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.

Back to the reflection deal…

I have been blessed with the most amazing family. This year was quiet in our neck of the woods. At a time when it is a social obligation to spend Christmas with extended relatives or pompous friends, Daddy called in sick. Truly, to four invitations, we respectfully declined due to my sisters ongoing sickness(it’s been a month: take your vitamin C, go outside, get vitamin D, and breathe in that fresh air). Ma mere cooked simpler foods. They tasted amazing and were minimal in salt, as preferred. It was a peaceful time.

I’m very thankful. Everything is so intricately designed. The complexity of it all makes the overall picture that much more intriguing and beautiful.

My current struggles:

• won’t be able to see my sibsters for a while(they’re the best)
• can’t decide which countries my weekends will be spent
• shan’t have a bed large enough to congregate #famsquad
• #famsquad isn’t coming

Yes, I’m aware that none of these things will prevent me from having the greatest adventure of my life. Now, I realize the value of comfort. Perhaps I will cover this topic -in depth- for a future digression. For now, ta-ta and noapte buna.