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    After our initial introductions, it was finally time for our tour to get underway. The next day, we headed for the ancient port city of Salamis, where Paul would have first landed. The first thing we did in Salamis was go to the theater. I was excited to see my first Greek theater. It had been a dream of mine for quite some time to sit at a theater with a good view shed and read an ancient Greek play (preferably by Sophocles or Euripides) and imagine what it would have felt like to have watched it performed live. I've also been told that the acoustics of a Greek theater are so good that if you are sitting on the top row, you can here the people at the bottom whispering. I wanted to know if it was true. I had tried this at Pompeii and was disappointed to find that my friend couldn't hear anything I was saying. I blame this on the inferior design of Roman theaters.       Although this theater did not have the best view shed, I still ran to the very top an...

    My tour to Greece was not an independent trip, it was a required archaeological class. They call them "study tours". Usually, they take students to Egypt or Israel, but because of the war, they decided to do the trip to Cyprus and Greece. I had no qualms with this. To help with funding, they do these study tours through the Adventist Hope Channel. My professor is asked to come as a tour guide, and us students get to tag a long with everyone else and our professor sprinkles in a little homework to make it official. So, before visiting the mainland, we were scheduled to begin our tour on the island country of Cyprus. Our tour would follow the path of Paul on his first missionary journey (skipping a few parts) and would focus on his ministry. Cyprus is a small island south of Turkey and west of Lebanon. You may remember it as the place where the apostle Barnabas was from, or where Paul struck Bar-Jesus blind. We would spend four days here.     We had two flight...

    Berlin was our last school trip and we only had a couple weeks of classes left after that. In a week we had the ÖSD Prüfung, the official language exam of Austria, Switzerland, and Germany, which tests your proficiency in reading, writing, listening, and speaking. For those of you who know me, you know I hate taking state examinations (I'm not sure what it is, perhaps its the fancy titles, but tests like the ACT give me the creeps) and I was dreading it.    Not to mention, the day after the exam, I was scheduled to get on a plane and head to Greece for an archaeological study tour, and boy was I ready. I know I've said it before, but I loved my friends at Bogi and I loved my community, but the school was starting to feel like a prison, especially as the summer months drew nearer. It was warm and balmy and the rains had gone, yet I had to sit inside and try and erk out the meaning of a poorly recorded conversation between two German kids at a train stop. And to th...