As I crested that last dusty hill, I knew one wonderful thing. I was home!
I arrived in Americca on the first of July. I was greeted at the airport by my wonderful friends from the KC area, the Quinns. My friend Noah will be getting married on the 9th (congratulations Noah and Annie!) and I have been staying with them for the last few days. This short visit served two purposes. One was to see my friends up here and be close for the wedding at the end of the week. The second was to give myself some time to, as the poet says, "observe the completed work." My trip has been long, eventful and beautiful. I feel that I have changed, but in a good way. The lessons along the way were both hard and, I feel, necessary to my growth as an individual and a christian. There are things that will fade from memory over time, but thankfully, I believe I will retain and treasure many stories for years to come.
Learning dependence on God in the Black Forrest, growing to love others in Dresden and meeting wondeful people everywhere I went. Accepting my own limitations, learning to test my own beliefs, learning to turn away from temptation and patience. This is the short list, but no less important. Friends, I have learned much and seen much. I cannot wait to see you, to share stories and see what God has been doing in your life. I am looking forward to getting back as much as I did to leaving.
This is the last post for this blog. For now! I plan on taking many more trips in the future, maybe with some of you! I'll besure to keep you posted!
Love you guys, hope to see you all soon!
Glad to be back in my homeland,
-Samwise Greenhill
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Week 16
The end draws nigh.
I arrived in Dublin on the 25th of June. I have enjoyed walking the old streets of this beautiful town. The river Liffy runs through the city in a series of canals, making it easy to hear the gentle sounds of water wherever I go. The people here continue to be very nice, willing to stop and talk for several minutes at a time. I am really enjoying that aspect of Irish culture.
Dublin has thousands of little nooks and crannies to explore, I have easily gotten lost several times wandering the city, though with each new discovery I find something to else to appreciate. The stores, the quays, long avenues lined with old victorian houses, they all make up what is Dublin.
I am staying at the famous four courts hostel, and am glad that my hosteling experience will end on a good note. It is a great place where one can meet all sorts of people. Again, the people. God has really put it on my hear to care for others, something that was sadly lacking in me before the trip. As my flight date continues to approach, I am reminded of all the great people I have met along the way. Too many to name, though each one has been a blessing to know, especially the ones I did not agree with. They helped me grow the most I think.
My flight is for the 1st of July, and I will arrive in KC that same day, Lord willing. I will stay there for a while and attend my good friend Noahs wedding on the (8th). Then, the following day, I plan to be back in good old Manhattan. I am anxious to get back to work and to see all my friends once more. Hopefully, in between different events this summer, I can get a chance to see all of you.
Thanks for reading,
-Samwise Greenhill
p.s.
This is not the end, I still plan to make one last post, keep your eyes open!
I arrived in Dublin on the 25th of June. I have enjoyed walking the old streets of this beautiful town. The river Liffy runs through the city in a series of canals, making it easy to hear the gentle sounds of water wherever I go. The people here continue to be very nice, willing to stop and talk for several minutes at a time. I am really enjoying that aspect of Irish culture.
Dublin has thousands of little nooks and crannies to explore, I have easily gotten lost several times wandering the city, though with each new discovery I find something to else to appreciate. The stores, the quays, long avenues lined with old victorian houses, they all make up what is Dublin.
I am staying at the famous four courts hostel, and am glad that my hosteling experience will end on a good note. It is a great place where one can meet all sorts of people. Again, the people. God has really put it on my hear to care for others, something that was sadly lacking in me before the trip. As my flight date continues to approach, I am reminded of all the great people I have met along the way. Too many to name, though each one has been a blessing to know, especially the ones I did not agree with. They helped me grow the most I think.
My flight is for the 1st of July, and I will arrive in KC that same day, Lord willing. I will stay there for a while and attend my good friend Noahs wedding on the (8th). Then, the following day, I plan to be back in good old Manhattan. I am anxious to get back to work and to see all my friends once more. Hopefully, in between different events this summer, I can get a chance to see all of you.
Thanks for reading,
-Samwise Greenhill
p.s.
This is not the end, I still plan to make one last post, keep your eyes open!
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Week 15
Sligo, the town of W.B. Yeats! My time here has already been punctuated by my re-reading of "Dubliners" by James Joyce. As I talk with people here, read Irish literature and hear old rebel songs, I continue to gain respect for the Irish culture. Of course I knew before my trip that at least some Irish people were eloquent, Heaney for example, but I never realized how incredibly adept the Irish in general are at expressing themselves. In addition to that, they are also very hospitable. I was warmly welcomed both in Galway and here in Sligo, and everywhere I go people are really laid back. It is refreshing and a nice change from the ever busy German crowd.
The landscape here continues to be stunning, as you can see from the stolen phot on the left. That is more or less my view when I wake up every morning. Be jelous!
I have been doing a good bit of reading, trying to fill up the time here well, as well as walking the hills when I can. When I was in Galway, there was a lovely night when the wind was nothing more than a breeze. I walked up Salthill and stood, overlooking the Atlantic. As the sun went down in the west, a golden light hit the bay. I do love it here.
Well I don't have long to go now, I am in the home stretch for the trip. Just nine more days and I'll be back in Kansas, Lord willing. I will spend a few more days here and then it will be off to Dublin. I am very excited about seeing that famous city, more so knowing that it will be the last stop before seeing all you folks again!
Please continue to pray for me, I continue to struggle with myself, the flesh following its desires and the heart telling it to stop. I am reminded of Romans 7 daily, "For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate." By God's grace I am slowly gaining ground, but it is always a struggle.
Thanks friends, I hope to write you again soon.
-Samwise Greenhill
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Week 14
As I was going over, the far laying Kerry mountains...
Heh, I've been singing and hearing songs about the Kerry mountains for a few years now, and I guess I know now why people write about them. They are unlike any other mountains in the world (Well, at least not like the Alps, the Rockies or the Applications). They are not quite true mountains, but not yet small enough to be hills. I took a walk from Dingle town out to the head of the peninsula on Saturday. I climbed eagle mountain and looked out across two bays (Tralee and Dingle)and down on little villages, not even a stones throw away from ancient round towers. I felt like singing, so I chose "Be Thou My Vision" to sing there at the top of a mountain in Ireland. It was a good experience.
I am in Galway now, and looking forward to seeing what its like. I am not too far from a park, so I think I may spend some time there. Just about every town I've been to so far has had a bay, a river or lake. It has been tranquil to say the least. The day here is beautiful, so this is going to be a short post, just know that God is good, Ireland is still lovely and I am healthy and well. Love you guys, and I'll try to get a longer post in next week!
-Sam
Heh, I've been singing and hearing songs about the Kerry mountains for a few years now, and I guess I know now why people write about them. They are unlike any other mountains in the world (Well, at least not like the Alps, the Rockies or the Applications). They are not quite true mountains, but not yet small enough to be hills. I took a walk from Dingle town out to the head of the peninsula on Saturday. I climbed eagle mountain and looked out across two bays (Tralee and Dingle)and down on little villages, not even a stones throw away from ancient round towers. I felt like singing, so I chose "Be Thou My Vision" to sing there at the top of a mountain in Ireland. It was a good experience.
I am in Galway now, and looking forward to seeing what its like. I am not too far from a park, so I think I may spend some time there. Just about every town I've been to so far has had a bay, a river or lake. It has been tranquil to say the least. The day here is beautiful, so this is going to be a short post, just know that God is good, Ireland is still lovely and I am healthy and well. Love you guys, and I'll try to get a longer post in next week!
-Sam
Monday, June 7, 2010
Week 13
I got to Ireland on the first of June. The ferry crossing from Cherbourg to Rosslare was nice and easy, not too much choppiness. I actually found it quite nice, I lucked out and got a fairly clear sky that night, so I could see the stars (I sails by the stars). THe sun rose over the ocean and it was gorgeous.
We arrived at 11:45 Irish time. I managed to get through immigration easily enough, but something sinister lurked there. When I was waiting for my train at the station (a ten minute walk from the harbour) I noticed something odd about the stamp on my pass. It was dated the first of May. They had forgotten to switch over the month on the stamp.
I ran back to the harbour (the time being 12:40 and my train was leaving at 12:55)and managed to find somebody to help me. I was informed that it was a very specific person that had to fix the mistake and that he was on his way back. At 12:50 he arrived, leafed through my pass, seemed very unconcerned and then made a hand written notation that simply read "first of June". A very official scribble. I ran with my pack back to the train, managed to get on, just as they were closing the doors. No one said travelling would be easy.
I spent most of last week in Cork, drinking in the sights and smells and tastes. I took several walks and saw a good bit of the coast as well as the famous Blarney Castle and the stone at the top that is rumored to grant one who kisses it eloquence. I don't know if it will work, but I gave it a shot all the same. The country side here is similar to Kansas in a lot of ways. In county Cork at least. I am in Killarney now, in county Kerry. Not so much like Kansas.
There are lovely mountains that I am looking foward to climbing, nature trails, waterfalls and old stone castles. There is also an old town that is busy as of late because of Bank holiday weekend, as well as a corresponding Gaelic Football match (think aussie rules). I have been travelling with a nice Irish guy named Vincent, who has differing views from mine, but I respect him for who he is. We have had some good conversations and one or two good nights (wink).
That does lead me to a more serious note, the alchaholism here really is a big problem. People sometimes have so little hope that they only wish to dull themselves to the pain of living. It has been both sad and sobering to see this and how it takes one's life away. These people, like everyone, really need Jesus. To feel His love and know that he can satisfy their thirst. Please be praying that I will share this with the folks here, and that I wouldn't succumb to the temptation to drink to excess.
I will be in county Kerry for another few days and then I think I'll see what Tralee is like. After that, maybe Limmerick and Galway. There is so much to do, so little time and so much oppertunity. I am looking forward to exploring this nice little Island.
I continue to miss you all and remain your friend,
-Samwise Greenhill
We arrived at 11:45 Irish time. I managed to get through immigration easily enough, but something sinister lurked there. When I was waiting for my train at the station (a ten minute walk from the harbour) I noticed something odd about the stamp on my pass. It was dated the first of May. They had forgotten to switch over the month on the stamp.
I ran back to the harbour (the time being 12:40 and my train was leaving at 12:55)and managed to find somebody to help me. I was informed that it was a very specific person that had to fix the mistake and that he was on his way back. At 12:50 he arrived, leafed through my pass, seemed very unconcerned and then made a hand written notation that simply read "first of June". A very official scribble. I ran with my pack back to the train, managed to get on, just as they were closing the doors. No one said travelling would be easy.
I spent most of last week in Cork, drinking in the sights and smells and tastes. I took several walks and saw a good bit of the coast as well as the famous Blarney Castle and the stone at the top that is rumored to grant one who kisses it eloquence. I don't know if it will work, but I gave it a shot all the same. The country side here is similar to Kansas in a lot of ways. In county Cork at least. I am in Killarney now, in county Kerry. Not so much like Kansas.
There are lovely mountains that I am looking foward to climbing, nature trails, waterfalls and old stone castles. There is also an old town that is busy as of late because of Bank holiday weekend, as well as a corresponding Gaelic Football match (think aussie rules). I have been travelling with a nice Irish guy named Vincent, who has differing views from mine, but I respect him for who he is. We have had some good conversations and one or two good nights (wink).
That does lead me to a more serious note, the alchaholism here really is a big problem. People sometimes have so little hope that they only wish to dull themselves to the pain of living. It has been both sad and sobering to see this and how it takes one's life away. These people, like everyone, really need Jesus. To feel His love and know that he can satisfy their thirst. Please be praying that I will share this with the folks here, and that I wouldn't succumb to the temptation to drink to excess.
I will be in county Kerry for another few days and then I think I'll see what Tralee is like. After that, maybe Limmerick and Galway. There is so much to do, so little time and so much oppertunity. I am looking forward to exploring this nice little Island.
I continue to miss you all and remain your friend,
-Samwise Greenhill
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Week 12
Well, it is here. The end of my Germany tour. It feels strange to think that almost three months ago I landed in Frankfurt. I was a different person then, and I like the thought that I have grown. I still do not have my German perfected, but I think it would take longer than I want to spend here. Something to keep working on though, thats always handy.
I spent most of last week in cologne, a beautiful city with wondeful people. I found myself drawn back to the cathedral many times during my stay. My favorite time, I was with a Mexican guy named Leo. We went in at a quarter past seven on an overcast and rainy day. Most places in europe have indirect lighting on the outside for when it gets dark and the building can be lit up and look pretty. The cathedral had that on the inside. after a certain point it was too dark for the lights to penetrate the dark, so it gave this amazing infinite feel to the place. Leo is catholic and I asked him if he would pray aloud in spanish. As I looked at the quiet vastness around me and listened to strange, yet familiar prayers, I was struck by how amazing God is. How incredibly infinite He is. It was a good night.
Some of you may have seen that my travel plans for yesterday didn't quite work out how I wanted them to. It was somewhat frustrating, but then I was quieted. I realized there was nothing to do and accepted that. Luckily, the hostel in Cherbourg was nice enough to refund that nights stay, no problem. That was a nice blessing.
I leave on a ferry tomorrow to Rosslare, Ireland. From there I will get a train to Cork and stay there for a few days before heading to Killarney. I am excited to see the emerald isle but still miss the rolling flint hills. One month to go and then I can see them again (as well as all you!).
I appreciate the prayer please continue to provide it!
Side note: Congrats to Jordan and Kayla! Hope it was great!
Samwise Greenhill
I spent most of last week in cologne, a beautiful city with wondeful people. I found myself drawn back to the cathedral many times during my stay. My favorite time, I was with a Mexican guy named Leo. We went in at a quarter past seven on an overcast and rainy day. Most places in europe have indirect lighting on the outside for when it gets dark and the building can be lit up and look pretty. The cathedral had that on the inside. after a certain point it was too dark for the lights to penetrate the dark, so it gave this amazing infinite feel to the place. Leo is catholic and I asked him if he would pray aloud in spanish. As I looked at the quiet vastness around me and listened to strange, yet familiar prayers, I was struck by how amazing God is. How incredibly infinite He is. It was a good night.
Some of you may have seen that my travel plans for yesterday didn't quite work out how I wanted them to. It was somewhat frustrating, but then I was quieted. I realized there was nothing to do and accepted that. Luckily, the hostel in Cherbourg was nice enough to refund that nights stay, no problem. That was a nice blessing.
I leave on a ferry tomorrow to Rosslare, Ireland. From there I will get a train to Cork and stay there for a few days before heading to Killarney. I am excited to see the emerald isle but still miss the rolling flint hills. One month to go and then I can see them again (as well as all you!).
I appreciate the prayer please continue to provide it!
Side note: Congrats to Jordan and Kayla! Hope it was great!
Samwise Greenhill
Monday, May 24, 2010
Week 11
I spent the last few days in Hamburg. My time there was punctuated by the friendly hostel lady named Kiki. She was wonderful, friendly and nice. She drove me, out of her way, to a grocery store my first day there. Then, on my third day there, she did my laundry for free! She was probably my highlight for Hamburg.
There was not that much to do in the city, though I did meet a nice guy from London named Louis. He and I spent some good times together and had a few good talks. The people I have met on my travels continue to work in me. I remember praying last year that I would grow a heart for people, something I knew I was lacking, and I believe that God is doing that. As I meet more and more people, I continue to grow to love them as a whole. People are wonderful beings? What a foreign idea to me!
My favorite place in Hamburg was probably my old friend from Dresden, the Elbe river. I spent a good number of hours walking its old banks, admiring the ships and the docks and enjoying the sound of water lapping on stone. There was a large building that I walked by on Sunday and found out that it was the home to the famous Hamburg Fish Market. There were lots of vendors selling every variety of fish (well, probably not every one, but it seemed like it) as well as people selling delicious filets. Not a bad way to leave the city, a nice full belly and a good feeling.
I arrived in Köln the same day. I met a guy named Sam in Frankfurt am Main and I remember what he said "You know, the thing about Cologne for me was the Cathedral. i stepped out of the train station and was just struck by how massive and beautiful it was". I believe I cannot express it any better. I must have stood looking at it for five minutes. Gorgeous.
I am excited to see Köln and the places it has to offer. I feel it will be a fitting end to the Germany leg of my trip.
I leave for Ireland on the 29th, passing through Paris and Cherbourg on my way. I am looking forward to the ferry ride and being on the open ocean for the first time! Please pray for safety and wisdom during that part of my travels as I will finally be in a country that doesn not really speak English or German (no, not Ireland, France!).
I need to wrap this up, but know that I am thinking of all of you and looking forward to seeing you in July!
-Samwise Greenhill
There was not that much to do in the city, though I did meet a nice guy from London named Louis. He and I spent some good times together and had a few good talks. The people I have met on my travels continue to work in me. I remember praying last year that I would grow a heart for people, something I knew I was lacking, and I believe that God is doing that. As I meet more and more people, I continue to grow to love them as a whole. People are wonderful beings? What a foreign idea to me!
My favorite place in Hamburg was probably my old friend from Dresden, the Elbe river. I spent a good number of hours walking its old banks, admiring the ships and the docks and enjoying the sound of water lapping on stone. There was a large building that I walked by on Sunday and found out that it was the home to the famous Hamburg Fish Market. There were lots of vendors selling every variety of fish (well, probably not every one, but it seemed like it) as well as people selling delicious filets. Not a bad way to leave the city, a nice full belly and a good feeling.
I arrived in Köln the same day. I met a guy named Sam in Frankfurt am Main and I remember what he said "You know, the thing about Cologne for me was the Cathedral. i stepped out of the train station and was just struck by how massive and beautiful it was". I believe I cannot express it any better. I must have stood looking at it for five minutes. Gorgeous.
I am excited to see Köln and the places it has to offer. I feel it will be a fitting end to the Germany leg of my trip.
I leave for Ireland on the 29th, passing through Paris and Cherbourg on my way. I am looking forward to the ferry ride and being on the open ocean for the first time! Please pray for safety and wisdom during that part of my travels as I will finally be in a country that doesn not really speak English or German (no, not Ireland, France!).
I need to wrap this up, but know that I am thinking of all of you and looking forward to seeing you in July!
-Samwise Greenhill
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