I have been home for nearly two weeks now and I still have not figured out how to answer the ever constant question of “How was Europe?” I have been on a journey this summer; a journey to grow in knowledge and a journey to collect experiences. On it I have been surrounded by over thirty friends who have, with or without knowing it, aided in my journey. I have been presented with new thoughts, seen new sights, conversed with individuals far from the comfort of my home. Each of my senses has been involved in the process of experiencing these new places to their fullest extent. And after two months of travelling I am suffering from information overload. I have learned so much that I don’t know where to start when reflecting on the trip.
Perhaps the most surprising thing I have learned was how to have an appreciation for art. I recently wrote in a paper for Walter in which I said, “I’ve always had a 2-D appreciation of art. I would judge things based on the ‘would I hang this on my wall’ factor. It was very limited to say the least”. Through out this trip I have explored art in all its colours and shapes. I have questioned and re-questioned the many definitions of art and have wondered if it can be defined. What I’m saying is, I am no connoisseur of art, I’m just surprised that it is standing out so strongly in my mind.