On of my favorite things this week was riding a bus other than the normal 3 I ride daily. On my way back from my on-site class all we wanted to do was get back to school for lunch. We were hoping that when we got to the bus stop in Boccea we would be lucky and the 906 wouldn’t be too far away. However, this was not the case and when we got to the bus stop the sign said 45 minutes. We waited for the sign to cycle again before we got disappointed. Turns out the 906 just didn’t like us today and the only one listed was the 45 minute away one. We all looked at each other and then decided that we would try taking another bus to the end of Boccea and then walk the rest of the way. This meant we only had to walk one mile instead of two. We examined the bus sign and then chose a bus that had 8 stops in Boccea figuring if it only had 2 it might not stop where we needed it to. The ride was interesting because every time we approached a bus stop we wondered should we get off here or wait it out for another stop or two. We successful got off where we needed to and then we began walking. About 5 minutes after we started walking the 906 passed us. So, it turns out the sign was wrong. Whoops. As we continued walking thinking why didn't we just wait for the bus, I began to take in my surrounding. We were walking through Rome! It was a beautiful day and there was nothing to complain about. The thing that I loved the most about this experience was being able to notice things that I would never have been able to on the bus. For instance, there is a garden store on our street. Who would have know. Whenever we drive past its speeding on a bus with fogged up windows. There was also a food truck parked outside what I believe is a school and amazing views. The fields were all so green and the views we get of surrounding areas and neighborhoods were amazing. The typical view a person sees when they go to Rome is of the major attractions; the Trevi fountain, colosseum, and Spanish steps. Not the suburbs that have beautifully colored homes. The oranges and yellows of the houses is something that we typically don't see in the United States especially where I live outside DC in a suburb.
What I initially was a little hesitant on doing became one of my favorite things. I gained a better appreciation of where I was living. I also think learning how to take another bus is more important than getting back to school 20 minutes earlier. This experience was a really interesting one for me because I was stepping out of my comfort zone. Rather than sticking with only the buses that I know exactly where they went. I both gained a new view of where I was living and the confidence to ride the bus system without having the route planned ou
Now, while that was my favorite experience there was also one situation that I disliked the most. This weekend we traveled for Florence where while Duquesne helped us with some things we were left with all of Sunday to ourselves. I am someone who loves to have a plan and schedule to hold onto. However, the people I travelled with are very much the opposite. We spent all of Saturday doing the planed schedule of Duquesne and then while at dinner, when everyone was around, we discussed our plan for Sunday. The plan we made was super important because one of the people in our group was living in a hotel with a different set of people to make all 12 of our housing cheaper. However, she wasn't friends with them just doing a favor. Anyways we had the plan of on Sunday we would get to the bell tower at 8:15 right when it opened. I set my alarm for 7:45 giving myself 30 minutes to get ready which was more than enough. Well, when my alarm went off I woke up to all the lights off and nobody making any noise. I looked around the room where four of us were sleeping and made eye contact with the one other girl who wakes up at 6:45 every morning. I texted her why no one was up and she wasn't sure. However, our other friend was going to be coming to our place any minute to drop off her bags. She had to check out of her hotel early while we could stay in our Airbnb until our train left at three. I ended up getting ready super quick so I could go outside and meet our friend, however, before I left the other girls in the room told us that they would come meet us at the bell tower at 9. We figured they might not have stuck to their original plan, at least they were planning on still getting up and not wasting our last day in Florence. Soon enough it was 9 am and pouring out. They were nowhere in sight. At 9:30 we decided enough and that while they might not care that we just wasted an hour and half waiting for them to get up we were going to enjoy our time and go on with our day. We ended up climbing the bell tower where they eventually joined up with us. While I was initially very frustrated with them for making the plan and not even being able to keep it, I was grateful that we didn't let that stop us.
While I will always someone who prefers, a schedule made, I am learning that it’s not everything. I also learned that while we may be a group of six who are all friends, it doesn't mean that we must stay together. While I was frustrated schedules aren't everything. It is the experiences that we are forming and nothing says these experiences must be done in a group of six. Breaking out of my comfort zone is important and doing so will allow me to grow personally, socially and professionally.
I'm Sabrina Kirsch a sophmore physical therapy student at Duquesne University. I will be spending the spring semester of 2017 in Rome, Italy where I will eat my way through all the gelato and pasta they offer. My goal is to see everything possible and visit as many countries as possible.