A Royal Hoosier Weekend

With temperatures in the high 80’s and low 90’s last week (only to go up to 100F in May), I was excited to get away from the hot Sevilla weather and relax in the brisk coolness of London.

Sike.

I guess I should consider myself really lucky. I haven’t been on one trip where the weather was something to complain about (knock on wood), and London wasn’t going to ruin this streak. Ironically, I happened to bring the nice weather with me, as London experienced 60-70F while I was visiting. Pleasant.

This trip was a bit unique from the rest: not only was I traveling alone, but I was also meeting up some of closest friends at Indiana University.  The Kelley School of Business has a way of bringing students together through its arduous exams and demanding coursework, and eventually creating lasting friendships. It’s typical for students to study abroad 2^nd semester junior year (after taking I-CORE in the fall), thus my friends and I have had many traveling destinations to choose from.



With Professor Briggs of Operations Management at the Kelley School of Business



MM, my gracious hostess, invited me to stay with her if I had room to fit London into my traveling schedule. I took her up on her offer and was off to be reunited with several Kelleys (in London for an internship program, similar to mine in Sevilla) and JS, a friend from freshman year, starting her one month Euro trip in London.

But of course, the actual travel to my chosen destination has to be an interesting one, or else I would have nothing fun to blog about. Don’t you worry readers, I had quite the experience even BEFORE leaving Sevilla. First, the AC on the shuttle bus from the city center to the airport BROKE on our ride. 100 passengers were jam packed into a bus built for 30, with backpacks, suitcases and smelly armpits…so you can only imagine what I was going through.

Death.

Next, having gotten to my Ryanair terminal an hour before take-off, I was notified that our flight was delayed by a half hour. Okay, not bad for Ryanair. But THEN I was searched from head to toe by the airport POLICE (AFTER having been initially searched at security) before getting on board. And to make matters worse, I got stuck between seven women, in their mid 40’s having left their kids at home for with their husbands, for a “Girls Getaway Weekend” during the flight. They were screaming, whistling, dancing flamenco and ordering around the air hostesses for the entire 2 hours and 20 minutes. Needless to say, I got NO sleep on that flight.

At Stansted airport, I had to wait another half hour to get through customs and missed my bus to the center of London. I had to buy another ticket (the exchange rate from Euros to Pounds REALLY killed me) and was off. I was instructed to call MM when my bus left, but get this…genius me turned off my cell phone on the flight, and when I finally turned it back on I realized I forgot to bring the 4-digit pin to unlock it. EPIC FAIL. So I had no way of getting in touch with her. Luckily the lady sitting next to me on the bus was nice enough to let me use her phone for a few seconds.

Long story short, we finally made it to MM’s flat at 4AM. Some five hours later, we started exploring the city. JS and I were on our own for the most part, as MM had a final presentation to deliver.  Here are some of the sights we saw on our tour (including the hyped up changing of the guards in front of Buckingham Palace).

The three of us eventually met up again at MM’s internship (brace yourselves) in PARLIAMENT! MM was given access to all rooms and areas in this ginormous building and was allowed to give friends and family a private tour of the place. WIN. Unfortunately, I was not allowed to take pictures inside…but this is what it looks like from the outside (not many people can say they’ve seen the parliament up close and personal!).

The rest of the day was spent sightseeing (including PLATFORM 9 and ¾ for all of you Harry Potter fans!), cooking dinner and resting up after a long, touristy day in the city. I, however, used this time (Friday evening) to visit the first Ismaili Center ever created.  I’d like to think I’ve become braver traveling on my own…taking the local subways and buses to where I need to be, but I’ll have to admit, this time I got a little help from the city of London. Take a look:

How crazy?!?! Seeing the Ismaili Center labeled on the tube stop was such a proud moment for me! Jamati ceremonies were what I usually experience in the States (same language, same sequence of events, etc) except that the ceremonies were conducted in a much better accent (haha) and that I received a candy instead of Sukreet when drinking Niyaz (holy water). After ceremonies, I was fortunate enough to run into some familiar faces (ZS and RK) and then was given a tour of the center. It was beautiful! Here are the few pictures I was allowed to take.

Saturday followed the tune of Friday’s touristic day. I saw St. James Park, did the South Bank River Walk, St. Paul’s, the Globe Theater, London’s Financial District, Borough Market, Tower of London and walked across several bridges, one of them being the same bridge used in a HARRY POTTER MOVIE (I’m a HUGE fan :D). I also stopped by the Institute of Ismaili Studies for a personal tour of the building. A professor was kind enough to take me from one floor to the next, explaining in detail the STEP and GPISH Programs offered by the Institute. Interested in learning more? Check out this link: http://www.iis.ac.uk/home.asp?l=en.

In the evening we cooked dinner, watched Mama Mia with MM and her five other flat-mates and eventually got ready for a BIG Kelley Reunion. It was a long, but extremely fun, night catching up with everyone and trading study abroad stories…ending with a London sunrise, LOL.

Sunday morning I had breakfast with JS, MM and MM’s brother and girlfriend who were her newest visitors (she’s had many throughout the semester) and then revisited the British Museum to finish seeing some galleries before heading back to Sevilla.

Overall, a solid weekend with some exceptionally great people.

This week, I’m scrambling to submit final papers and projects (two weeks before their deadline) as I’m headed out for a 10 day spring break in...(hold on to you hats) ATHENS, GREECE AND ISTANBUL TURKEY (and Barcelona)!!!! This spring break will be one of two that I’ll be enjoying this semester. I’ll clue you all in on the locations of my second break as the time gets closer.

Until next time.

Madrid: Mishaps and Magical Moments

This past weekend, I spent 54 lovely hours in the city of Madrid.  The capital of Spain, Madrid felt like a cross between Chicago and New York. But first…my interesting journey to Madrid.

Originally, KT and I had booked our bus tickets, leaving from Sevilla, for 6PM Thursday night.  Unfortunately, a mandatory Internship event forced us to change our bus time to the next available: 11PM. As horrible as that journey may sound, KT and I made it through the six hour bus ride very easily. We slept like babies, at least I did…KT had a very annoying bus buddy who was interested in learning more about our Madrid plans. Creepy.

We finally made it to the Madrid Bus station at 5:15AM.  After freshening up, KT and I wasted time observing other travelers, as we waited for the city Metro’s to start running at 6AM.  At 5:55AM, we bought our tickets and entered the tunnel, making sure that our hostel directions corresponded with the colorful maps at the station. 

We had a plan of action: grab the grey line, get off at the first stop and then switch onto the baby blue line and get off at the major stop (aka: Sol or the “Time Square” of Madrid).

But even the best laid plans fail.

KT’s creepy bus buddy jumped onto our Metro car just as the doors were closing.  Once again, he struck up conversation with KT, asking her where she was going and staying.  Flustered and wanting to get as far away as possible from this man, KT and I got off the Metro and then proceeded to get on the wrong line, taking us in the opposite direction of our destination. Some thirty minutes later, we found our way onto the right line and to the right stop.  Once out of the station, we climbed out onto what can only be described as a quiet, dark Time Square-esqe center – La Puerta del Sol.  We quickly found our hostel, rung the doorbell until an angry owner woke up, got our room and took a nap so we could start off the day recharged.

All of Friday, we explored the East side of town (or at least it was the East side on the map we had): El Jardin del Buen Retiro, Puerta de Alcala and Plaza de Cibeles were first on the list.  It was a great day for outdoor sightseeing as the sun was beaming all day. We also had a chance to enjoy El Museo del Prado, home to one of Europe’s best art collection.  For someone who’s artwork can’t get anymore complicated than stick figures, I have come to appreciate various artistic styles, taking an interest in learning more about the inspiration and history behind an artist’s work.

After long day of walking and enriching our minds, we grabbed a very delicious (but pricy) lunch in la Plaza Puerta de Sol. Grilled fish, fried chicken smothered in soy sauce, mussels, olives and luscious Mousse de Naranja (Orange flavored cake) were quickly consumed between the two of us. We left for our hostel to rest up for a night out in the town.

Since it was a Friday, I had arranged plans to attend religious services at Madrid’s Ismaili place of Worship.  A total of twelve people (including me) were in attendance for Friday ceremonies.  Our prayers were recited in Arabic (as always) but most of the other rites and rituals were done in SPANISH! Total cool! I was so stunned because I had grown up participating in these activities in my parents’ native tongues: Urdu, Hindi and Gujrati. 

Afterwards, the family offered me sweets and began telling me about their small community of forty Ismailis.  I asked them questions about why they had settled in Spain (instead of the US, Canada or England where there are large immigrant Ismaili diasporas).  One answer led to another question which led to a story, and then another and another and another.  By the time I looked at my phone, it was close to midnight! I had had a great time with the family and definitely learned a lot about my religious history that night.

Hungry like none other, a friend and I found a local tapas bar to grab a quick dinner before getting on the last metro for the night.  I ordered Tortilla Espanola (a very basic tapa) and Zumo de Naranja Natural (freshly squeezed OJ) for the both of us. We had a chance to catch up and discuss our experiences in our respective study abroad programs. 

The next day (Saturday) I spent exploring the west side of town (or so on the map), with my best friend, while KT met up with her roommates from IU who are currently studying abroad in Madrid. We visited Plaza Mayor, el Catedral de la Almudena, el Palacio Real, Plaza de Oriente, Plaza de España and el Templo de Debod (Egyptian ruins gifted to Spain by Egypt!!!).  All that sightseeing finally led us to Calle Gran Via (Madrid's Michigan Ave).  We stopped by a Chinese Restaurant (yes Chinese) for some long-desired Asian cuisine.  We spent the rest of the day shopping for hip European apparel, taking advantage of the last week of Rebajas (sales) in Spain. 

A sad goodbye and a few promises to plan future trips later, we were off our separate ways.  I arrived back at my hostel and was greeted by KT.  We packed up, had a great night out and went to bed at a decent hour in order to catch our 11AM bus back to Sevilla, the next morning.

Six hours later, I was back at home sweet Sevilla.  I’m still in the process of unpacking and sorting dirty clothes from reusable ones (laundry is done every two weeks at my homestay).  Though I am still a bit tired from the long bus ride home, I am in trip planning mode again!!!

Next stop on this Globe Trotter’s Itinerary: LISBON, PORTUGAL! (T-Minus TWO Days!)