Searchin' for the meaning of "higher education" in such places as Finland, Oxford, Portugal, South Africa, and Athens, Georgia, USA. The (mis)adventures of academia, travel, culture, and the best cup of tea.
Today, I clicked the SEND button and my final dissertation draft (all 200 pages of it) flew through the internet galaxy to land gently in the inbox of four professors. Next stop in this process: my defense January 7, 2013 in Athens, Georgia. Woohoo!
Today, I also picked up my superhusband from the airport and I was filled with emotions when I melted into his arms. We were in different countries for 27 days--way too long! Ah, relief...all around.
I arrived in Colorado November 21...just in time for a lovely Thanksgiving dinner on November 22 with my family (sans my super-hubby and my little kid brother, Bobby). Other than Thanksgiving, a beautiful ski day with my dear friend, Melanie, and a cookie decorating extravaganza with my cousin, Schanell, my days could be described as a dissertation-palooza! (I am trying to make this "final push" sound very fun, because it has been anything but...fun!) For me, the final push has been the hardest of the dissertation roller-coaster. December 17 marks "D" day, when I turn in the final document to my committee and all fate rests in their hands. The good news is that my major adviser said I was ready for the defense, with just a few more additions and revisions (this is never-ending).
The silver lining in all of this: I am in Colorado and the weather has been fantastic and SUNNY (very different from the dark and gray days in Finland--they call November the death month)! So, my mom and I have been going on walks about every other day...it is great to get off my computer butt and feel my body move under the warm sunshine. Ahhhh...more later!
These days I am pounding the keyboard like a mad-woman trying to put the finishing touches on my dissertation. My breaks consist of wedding planning (yes, again!) When Charlie and I go back to the U.S. we are having not one, but two, small and intimate American wedding celebrations. One in Colorado and one in Ohio. In Colorado, we are renting out the Grand Assembly at Chautauqua in Boulder...one of my favorite places, it is sure to be a special evening. I keep dreaming about the dance party with all of my favorite people--can't wait! Not only will we celebrate our union, but I (along with Charlie--he is so ready for me to stop complaining) will celebrate my DONE dissertation (well, almost DONE). The only thing that needs to happen is a defense and subsequent revisions. (Sorry to keep writing about this, but it has completely and totally consumed me the past few months and well, it is kinda a big deal!)
Who knew...a wedding and PhD all in one year? Awesome!
Writing a dissertation is like running a marathon except the amount of time it takes to complete a dissertation is WAY longer than a marathon and maybe even more grueling. (That is speaking from experience--I have run two marathons!) I wish I could write for 4 hours and cross the finish line...but instead I am going on 4.5 months (of writing) and I have yet to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I have three chapters left...one more findings/analysis chapter, the introduction, and the conclusion. Okay, so the introductory chapter will be the easiest, but the other two...well, I have some work to do. Plus, I have to work on chapter revisions, references, and the most important page in the dissertation--acknowledgements. My days consist of time at the library (writing), then time at my office (writing), and then coming home for dinner with my honey for some R&R at home (and often times a dance party to shake off all of the stress). Oh, and lately I have been trying hard to make time for yoga-stretch classes (in Finnish). I have this knot in my shoulder and neck that will not cease to relax. Ugh, welcome to PhD dissertation life! Here are some thoughts posted on FB lately...
Oct. 17 "Becoming one with my appendices today..."
Oct. 8 "Deep thoughts from a day in the bowels of PhD
land: Waiting patiently for that day when I can say 'I see light at the
end of the tunnel.'"
Sept. 20 "Today is one of those schizophrenic PhD days
when I throw my arms up and scream WTF am I doing? Then I quietly sit
back down at my computer and peacefully type my way back into blissful
agony...and so the cycle continues."
Sept. 17 "Feelin' the love (or at least trying really hard to find the love...)"
Fall has arrived and the mild September-early October weather (10-14c) has made for a long and colorful season. Charlie and I started a weekly routine where we run about 3 miles around the lake on Sunday morning. We saw this first image as we were running around the lake: eye-candy! When we arrived home I grabbed my bike and Nikon and headed back to the lake to catch a few shots. This is one of my favorite times of year to pull out the Nikon and spend hours shooting.
Part of my Erasmus Mundus Association (EMA) duties brought me to a neighboring Nordic country for a long weekend. I was part of a rockin' team who organized and hosted a Humanities conference, Human(i)ties Perspective, in Copenhagen. The team consisted of seven of us, representing five countries...I love international teamwork, because you learn so much about cultural values around work. We rented a penthouse apartment through Airbnb that slept six of us...and that made for a very fun before and after-conference experience. My role as photographer kept me busy throughout the weekend and there was not much time for anything else but a 2 a.m. yoga session that my fellow team members convinced me to teach (oh, alright...twist my arm.)
It only took one year of living in Finland to convince the university sports office that they would benefit from offering a yoga class in English. You see, here in Finland, although most Finnish people (especially the younger generation) speak and comprehend English they prefer to take classes in the Finnish language. I totally understand this; I crave yoga classes taught in my native language! It allows you to sink deeper into your practice and you are more likely to experience yoga bliss.You actually understand the words that come out of the teacher's mouth and you do not need to look around or listen for people moving into the next asana. Okay, I get it!
Great studio--it used to be the Teachers' Gym.
The front door.
But, what about the international students? When I approached the university sports office last year they said, "there is no demand for English yoga classes." So, I tried again this summer and was persistent--I sent them three emails and each one of them I explained in detail why they should, at least, TRY an English yoga class. So, they finally caved in. WOOHOO! You know I do not teach yoga for the money, I teach it because I love it...and it has been a huge hole in my life this past year. So, I went out of my way to advertise the class all over campus, on listservs, Facebook pages, etc. and it paid off! I had 13 people sign up for the class--almost all international students (with the exception of two Finns and my super-husband). Nice! My first class was yesterday and I was in heaven. I just love teaching people practical ways to relax through breathe, movement, and mind/body synergy.
An academic conference brought me to Belgrade, Serbia. My first time in Serbia...Nice! That makes 37 countries visited. The conference, Consortium for Higher Education Researchers (CHER), gathered all of the big-name, up-n-coming, and junior European researchers for a few days of academic sparring, wine drinking, and intellectual bantering. Our hotel was very close to the fortress, the University of Belgrade, and the Knez Mihailova Street pedestrian mall. I did not have the opportunity to do much sightseeing, but managed to enjoy the fortress area which has been developed into a beautiful park area with cafes, basketball courts, and spectacular views overlooking the confluence of two rivers: Sava and Danube.
The highlight for me was the Baltic food--no joke! The food in Serbia is amazing and apparently the food is good throughout the entire Baltic region. As a vegan I was treated to amazing green and bean salads, roasted veggies, roasted red pepper spread, and good bread. YUM! My plate was always stacked full of delicious produce. One night a group of 8 of us went out to a traditional restaurant and luckily a Slovenian woman in our group was also a veg-head. She did the honor of ordering for us and the plates of food just kept coming. We ate family style, passing plates from person to person. Just as all of us were becoming satiated...two BIG plates of meat came. Which meant my fellow veggie eater and I got to polish off the rest of the veggie plates (Nice!) Oh, and the wine in this region is also very GOOD!
Back to the conference! It was good; I presented one of the chapters from my dissertation and received valuable feedback on it. I also caught up with my European colleagues and professors and met a fun group of new faces. A group of us junior researchers attended a pre-conference gathering and so we hung out throughout the conference.
And, one last nerdy thing...the Belgrade airport was named after the Serbian-American inventor Nikola Tesla in 2006. This is the dude known for inventing the electric alternating current and also the dude who got a raw deal from Thomas Edison. It is nice to know that Serbia takes pride in his accomplishments, because often times his work is overshadowed by Edison's work.
Now that my dissertation schedule has been extended, I have time to enjoy life a little more. So, Charlie and I decided to go South to Tallinn, Estonia which, by the way, was our first trip alone as a couple since our Christmas trip to London-Riga/Tallinn. No honeymoon YET (but it will come). We spent our first night in Helsinki at the new and posh Scandic Passi hotel where we got free house slippers, a bathtub (rare in Finland) and a killer balcony. Before jumping the ferry to Tallinn, we enjoyed FREE bicycles from the hotel and toured around the Helsinki harbor area---a different perspective by bike. From there we took the Linda Line ferry to Tallinn, which I renamed the Puke Line. Seriously, the waters were so rough and the hydrofoil of a "ferry" absorbed every single wave...barf bags were in full effect. But, we made it and after two days in Tallinn we had to turn around and experience the same nauseating boat ride.
Our weekend in Tallinn was super relaxing and fun--just what we both needed! We have come to love the old town area and visited some of our favorite spots and also added a few more to our list:
-Kolmas Draakon for 1€ pies and 2€ beer and wine.
-Chocolaterie Pierre cafe for "to die for" chocolate cake and coffee and tea.
-Climb to the top of Old Town for spectacular aerial views.
-Walk the narrow cobblestone streets, especially at night--perfect for photos.
-Balti Jaama Turg, a Russian market with vendors selling about anything and everything under the sun. Good people watching here!
My motto these days: Keep Calm! The past two weeks have been rather stressful, to say the least. I had
originally planned for a November defense date and that date was changed
to a January date, for reasons that were out of my control. Life is
funny how you are so anxious to get a monkey off of your back, but that
monkey just keeps hanging on for dear life. So, long story short I will
defend January 7, 2013 (if nothing else tantalizes the monkey...).
By the way, monkey and I are in therapy to begin dealing with the separation
anxiety.
One year ago we schlepped our seven bags across the big pond to Helsinki and headed North to our new home. We had no idea what to expect; we were going to live in a city with a name we could not even pronounce. A lot of amazing things happened this past year, both personally and professionally. Charlie and I lived together under one roof for the first time. We did not kill each other, so obviously cohabiting was a good next step in our relationship. In fact, it was so GOOD that we got engaged (in a Finnish sauna)--unforgettable. April 20 was the magical wedding day when my dude became "superhubby". Professionally, Charlie received two promotions (expert to special expert to senior expert). We decided to stay another year in Finland and take Charlie's extended contract that includes 36 vacation days. I finished up the data collection phase and moved into writing the mega PhD. We enjoyed many travel adventures: Brussels, Oslo, London-Riga-Tallin, Arctic Circle, and Greece.
Life is good in Finland and we love our simple life: riding bikes everywhere (despite a few accidents), cooking amazing vegan meals, hanging out with our international and Finnish friends, and experiencing the extremes of weather, seasons, and produce. Everyday we are blessed by the simplicity and the nature we are surrounded by...often times we reflect on the beauty of where life has taken us.
Since the city we call home sits next to Finland's second largest lake, the boating culture is alive and kicking. We know many people who own a boat, including the professor, Jussi, who has hosted us as his own from the day we arrived. He invited us on a boat trip to an island exclusively for boating members (about 2 hours away). Only boats with a special flag indicating club membership can access these networks of islands in Finland. It was actually a beautiful sunny day (we have not had many of those), hence we buttered ourselves in sunscreen and donned our sunglasses. When we arrived at the island we ate our way through bushes of wild blueberries and lingonberries as Jussi and his wife showed us around the sweet island.
Sauna!
Rustic wood cabins served as toilets, a kitchen area, a dining area, and a sauna. Yes, a sauna! So, the men chopped firewood, stoked the sauna, and filled the water heater for bathing while we continued to enjoy the wild berries and lakeside view. Before you knew it Charlie and I were taking sauna. After a few rounds of the sauna we ran down the wooden stairs (dodging and slapping the cheeky mosquitoes) and went for a refreshing swim in the lake. Then, Jussi and his wife took sauna and we all met back on the boat for a delicious dinner with green salad, salmon, veggie burgers, Finnish potatoes, and berries. What a great day!
The wild blueberries have arrived! Ilkka agreed to meet us (poor Charlie had to work instead) for some berry picking, which is always an amazing way to spend the day...out in the nature, scavenging for berries under the green leaves, coming away with a container full of blueberries and purple hands. The tricky thing about wild blueberries is that they grow under the leaves of a bush close to the ground. So, if you were really blueberry crazy you would lay on the earth and pick. I thought about it, but then I also thought about the snakes that Ilkka warned me about. I love our Finnish friends; they have educated us about so many things "Finnish". He also explained how only one blueberry grows...and once it is picked it will not grow again until next season. I came home with two plastic containers of blueberries; we ate about half of a container, I made a blueberry vegan coffee cake with the other half, and we froze the remaining berries for blueberry smoothies!
After a gray and rainy summer in Finland we were in need of some sunshine. So, we boarded a BlueOne flight headed South to meet up with our friend. Here are a few highlights from our trip (and a video).
Top 10 Greek adventures:
1.) We landed in Athens (not Georgia, but Greece) and our Greek friend from Jyväskylä, Mary, greeted us as we walked out of the baggage claim area. Hey, superhubby, I don't think we are in Finland any longer!
The view from Mary's parents apartment in Athens.
2.) Experiencing life in the big city of Athens! Spending the night with Mary's parents who own an apartment building (with killer views of the city) by the Athens port, Piraeus. We ate the first of many traditional Greek dinners including sardines, octopus (to die for!), seafood salad, fried crab, and "real" Greek salad with a block of feta cheese. Oh, and I cannot forget to mention the 2 bottles of Ouzo we drank.
Mary's cooking...again! Delicious!
3.) A HOT day in Athens. The temperature was nearly 40C/104F, but Charlie managed to brave the heat and toured the Acropolis while Mary and I found a sweet little outdoor cafe (with fans blowing mist) and drank iced coffee and freshly squeezed orange juice. We met up with Charlie and ate lunch at Mary's favorite place for souvlaki - similar
to a kebab sandwich. Dessert came when we met Mary's cousin Demetreious who
owns an Italian Gelatiara and a Greek frozen yogurt shop. Her cousin
suggested we taste the typical yogurt with traditional sour cherry
topping (um, delicious!)
4.) Mary drove us up the coast (6 hour drive) to Thessaloniki, where she used to live and where her sister currently lives. On our way we stopped for an incredibly refreshing swim in the Aegean sea with Mount Olympus dancing in the background. I followed Mary's lead as she sat on the beach and exfoliated her skin with the sand and then washed it all off in the Aegean Sea (I totally recommend this spa treatment!) 5.) We arrived in Thessaloniki and her sister had a hot pasta dinner waiting for us, with mouth-watering and fresh watermelon and locally produced Greek frozen yogurt. We hung out on the deck talking with the family and enjoying the cool breeze (much cooler than Athens) until Mr. Sandman sang in our dreams. 6.) Mary's sister has a summer beach house in Nea Plagia where we stayed for three nights. We spent our days at a local's beach where our pasty white skin made the local's put on their sunglasses.
7.) Mary is an amazing cook! She cooked us up a storm while at the beach house. We would play all day, pick up fruits and veggies at the local farmers market, and then at night sit down to a Greek meal that was, without fail, incredible tasting and satiating.
8.) We also went on a few day trips while at the beach house. Mary took us to a village named Athitos (Afitos) that is known for its Greek folk architecture and stone-built overlook to the Aegean Sea. It was another hot day, but we toured the village, stopped for cold drinks under some trees, and then went to the local beach.
Mary (middle) with her daughter (left) & her mom (right).
9.) Another day trip took us to the Petralona's Cave which was accidentally found in 1959 by a local villager who was in search of water. The cave was a lot cooler than the hot temperatures outside and did not disappoint with impressive formations of stalagmites and
stalactites. This cave is known for containing the oldest primitive man remains in Europe.
10.) Our last day in Greece was spent hanging out in the city of Thessaloniki.We toured the Modiano traditional market where big blocks of feta cheese, barrels of olives, fresh spices, and produce were sold. Fish mongers sold their catch of the day. We also toured the White Tower, the Eiffel tower of Thessaloniki. Built in the 15th century this tower was part of the city's defense walls, but now it houses an impressive museum of the city's history.
An incredible trip! Thank you Mary & family! Ευχαριστώ
The time has come to take a mini-break from my blog. I simply cannot keep up with it as I attempt to write this monster they call a dissertation. Sorry, but I will be back...sometime in the future.
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I arrived in Colorado November 21...just in time for a lovely Thanksgiving dinner on November 22 with my family (sans my super-hubby and my little kid brother, Bobby). Other than Thanksgiving, a beautiful ski day with my dear friend, Melanie, and a cookie decorating extravaganza with my cousin, Schanell, my days could be described as a dissertation-palooza! (I am trying to make this "final push" sound very fun, because it has been anything but...fun!) For me, the final push has been the hardest of the dissertation roller-coaster. December 17 marks "D" day, when I turn in the final document to my committee and all fate rests in their hands. The good news is that my major adviser said I was ready for the defense, with just a few more additions and revisions (this is never-ending). 
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These days I am pounding the keyboard like a mad-woman trying to put the finishing touches on my dissertation. My breaks consist of wedding planning (yes, again!) When Charlie and I go back to the U.S. we are having not one, but two, small and intimate American wedding celebrations. One in Colorado and one in Ohio. In Colorado, we are renting out the Grand Assembly at Chautauqua in Boulder...one of my favorite places, it is sure to be a special evening. I keep dreaming about the dance party with all of my favorite people--can't wait! Not only will we celebrate our union, but I (along with Charlie--he is so ready for me to stop complaining) will celebrate my DONE dissertation (well, almost DONE). The only thing that needs to happen is a defense and subsequent revisions. (Sorry to keep writing about this, but it has completely and totally consumed me the past few months and well, it is kinda a big deal!)
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An academic conference brought me to Belgrade, Serbia. My first time in Serbia...Nice! That makes 37 countries visited. The conference, Consortium for Higher Education Researchers (CHER), gathered all of the big-name, up-n-coming, and junior European researchers for a few days of academic sparring, wine drinking, and intellectual bantering. Our hotel was very close to the fortress, the University of Belgrade, and the Knez Mihailova Street pedestrian mall. I did not have the opportunity to do much sightseeing, but managed to enjoy the fortress area which has been developed into a beautiful park area with cafes, basketball courts, and spectacular views overlooking the confluence of two rivers: Sava and Danube.
Now that my dissertation schedule has been extended, I have time to enjoy life a little more. So, Charlie and I decided to go South to Tallinn, Estonia which, by the way, was our first trip alone as a couple since our Christmas trip to London-Riga/Tallinn. No honeymoon YET (but it will come). We spent our first night in Helsinki at the new and posh Scandic Passi hotel where we got free house slippers, a bathtub (rare in Finland) and a killer balcony. Before jumping the ferry to Tallinn, we enjoyed FREE bicycles from the hotel and toured around the Helsinki harbor area---a different perspective by bike. From there we took the Linda Line ferry to Tallinn, which I renamed the Puke Line. Seriously, the waters were so rough and the hydrofoil of a "ferry" absorbed every single wave...barf bags were in full effect. But, we made it and after two days in Tallinn we had to turn around and experience the same nauseating boat ride.
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Since the city we call home sits next to Finland's second largest lake, the boating culture is alive and kicking. We know many people who own a boat, including the professor, Jussi, who has hosted us as his own from the day we arrived. He invited us on a boat trip to an island exclusively for boating members (about 2 hours away). Only boats with a special flag indicating club membership can access these networks of islands in Finland. It was actually a beautiful sunny day (we have not had many of those), hence we buttered ourselves in sunscreen and donned our sunglasses. When we arrived at the island we ate our way through bushes of wild blueberries and lingonberries as Jussi and his wife showed us around the sweet island. .gif)
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Rustic wood cabins served as toilets, a kitchen area, a dining area, and a sauna. Yes, a sauna! So, the men chopped firewood, stoked the sauna, and filled the water heater for bathing while we continued to enjoy the wild berries and lakeside view. Before you knew it Charlie and I were taking sauna. After a few rounds of the sauna we ran down the wooden stairs (dodging and slapping the cheeky mosquitoes) and went for a refreshing swim in the lake. Then, Jussi and his wife took sauna and we all met back on the boat for a delicious dinner with green salad, salmon, veggie burgers, Finnish potatoes, and berries. What a great day! .gif)
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The wild blueberries have arrived! Ilkka agreed to meet us (poor Charlie had to work instead) for some berry picking, which is always an amazing way to spend the day...out in the nature, scavenging for berries under the green leaves, coming away with a container full of blueberries and purple hands. The tricky thing about wild blueberries is that they grow under the leaves of a bush close to the ground. So, if you were really blueberry crazy you would lay on the earth and pick. I thought about it, but then I also thought about the snakes that Ilkka warned me about. I love our Finnish friends; they have educated us about so many things "Finnish". He also explained how only one blueberry grows...and once it is picked it will not grow again until next season. I came home with two plastic containers of blueberries; we ate about half of a container, I made a blueberry vegan coffee cake with the other half, and we froze the remaining berries for blueberry smoothies! .gif)
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8.) We also went on a few day trips while at the beach house. Mary took us to a village named Athitos (Afitos) that is known for its Greek folk architecture and stone-built overlook to the Aegean Sea. It was another hot day, but we toured the village, stopped for cold drinks under some trees, and then went to the local beach..gif)
