Thursday, January 31, 2013

First week of my last semester of universidad

It is weird being back in classes in NYC- especially considering I am graduating in May. I like it, but I am still not used to it after being gone so long. Everything just feels really weird now. I have been so busy so far this week- from seeing friends, organizing things, figuring out life, trying to eat food, going to class M/T/W, and starting my internship today (and I will be going tomorrow). Everything has been really good, but the days are long (even though they go by very quickly)! I am most excited about my Entrepreneurship class of all of my school things, but I really like the rest of my classes. 

I went to Bryant Park Monday morning- that was cool, too. Looking up at buildings like the Empire State building that I have worked in warms my heart. Skating at Bryant Park is one of the small reminders why I love NYC. Everything is so magical in this place.

I will write more later when my brain has more functioning cells...

A domani!

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Winter Break 2013 in Israel and at home


When I started writing this, I was sitting on my cousins' outdoor porch in Ranana in the sun. There was just a blizzard in Connecticut, but it was a beautiful day in Israel- like spring at home despite the fact that it is the middle of January. The world is so strange. It felt good to start to write after so long- especially when feeling glamorous with a cappuccino and mini rugelach cookies- which made me feel like Israel is a really weird mix of Europe with a Middle Eastern flair.
Tel Aviv beach view
I have been to Israel before, but this time was so much different. I am older and came by myself with different intentions and a stronger world perspective after living in New York, Italy, and Australia. Even so, this is not the end of my travels. I just don't know where I am going next. I want to focus on New York for a while, but my later invitations for travel include Mexico, India, Israel again, and England. Only time will tell because my life is surreal right now.


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I haven't written anything on my blog in a while because I really wasn't doing much at home for the first 2-3 weeks of Winter Break.

I felt like relaxing and checking out from society for a while (which meant leaving the house only to chauffer my brother or go to grocery store with my mother while looking stylish in Ugg boots and my oversized writer jacket). I was doing a lot of tv watching, sleeping, and being lazy. However, I did skate a little- and it was nice to get some good old exercise and see people from my childhood at the rink from old friends to coaches. I really loved running into my old coach Grace. I didn't get the chance to have a lesson with her because of timing, but I will make sure to see her next time I am home. I also studied for the GRE and took it. I already know my scores and they were ok, but to do as well as I would like, I think I have to take them again (unfortunately). On the other hand, I think that if I did take them again it would be in at least a year because I am not planning on attending grad school immediately after graduation. As of right now, I am thinking that in about 3 years I will pursue an MBA with an emphasis in marketing.

For now, I just want to have a job when I graduate and my own apartment in the city. In my head, I am also getting a small dog, but I know I won't really be able to take care of it, so I am also thinking about the possibility of time sharing a dog- if only. Another idea weighing on my mind is joining a worthy charity organization to volunteer for- I know there are many- especially in New York- but the question is whether they need my help and I will find volunteering meaningful. It is the constant nagging question that I ask myself as Pippin- "But is it fulfilling, Pippin?" The answer could easily be no. We will see. Sababa... I might be being post- ironic writing that, too.

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For the last two weeks or so, I have been in Israel. I did a 10-day Taglit Birthright trip, which is basically the Israeli government and rich people sending young adult Jews like myself to Israel for free. It sounds a little to good to be true and it is because I got to travel Israel, see amazing sites, and meet amazing people. Because I traveled with a group through my school, I will get to hang out with 34 new American friends and also made 7 new Israeli friends who are currently soldiers in the army. The Israelis joined us for 5 days and it was really hard to see them leave. However, the 3 soldiers I got closest to actually surprised us with visits even after their part of the trip ended, which goes to show not only how amazing they are, but also how we all truly bonded. I feel so fortunate to have met such amazing people that I can call my friends, but also having had the opportunity to travel so much and have such amazing experiences that I know most people never get in their lives. I know that timing is everything and that has a lot to do with it. I don't have any kids or a significant other or a house right now, and with our those responsibilities, I am truly free. I also came to realize that I am also free from military obligations, which is not something I have ever considered tone lucky for before.

My Birthright group at Sataf Forest
Besides feeling fortunate, I feel much more "connected," which was a major buzz word on my Taglit trip. I feel more connected to Israel with more friends here than I started with, more connected to my school with more friends than I had, and more connected to Judaism- not at all in the religious sense because I am an atheist through and through- but in the cultural/ identity sense because I met people outside my small original friend circle who were born Jewish, but not religious- and that was really refreshing. Jews in America live by their religion and most Jews in Israel live by their culture. Also, I think the Jews of my generation are also more skeptical of God than my mother’s or grandfather's generation. Overall, I got so much more out of Taglit than I could have ever imagined and my experience was both personal for my growth and communal because I shared the Taglit experience with so many beautiful souls who I am please to be acquainted with. I really feel lucky.

Some beautiful humans: Gabbie, Betty, Elyse, Keren, Sophie Lee, Shani, and myself. Photo by Keren.
On Taglit being propaganda- yes and no. I will leave it at that for now, because I think the experience is unique for each person and the trip experience varies with who is in what group and trip leaders. Israel is really amazing and people should know, but being taken on a curated trip of meeting certain people and seeing certain sites will obviously create that certain, intended impression. I took it as a free trip that would allow me to see my family, but I got so much more- from a healthier perspective on my own Judaism to new friends. As to whether I would recommend birthright to another Jew, I would say proceed with caution, but take the trip. When anything is free, you are what is being sold and this trip was trying to sell Israel me. However, I have been to Israel before an already had a strong understanding of what life is like here. I would like to think I was not subject to brainwash and that the messages I took away were with grains of salt- as I would recommend to others. During my trip, I had said I didn't want to "drink the koolaid," I would recommend this to future Taglit participants. I know so many people who blindly insisted I go on Taglit because they had an amazing time, but because the experience is so personal and even though I had a life changing experience, I think it would be naive to suggest otherwise would feel similarly. I have no way of dictating how other people will feel or what they will do, but I can fully say that they will love Israel or anywhere else they visit because traveling is exciting. I also would like to mention as a side note that everyone dictates their own happiness and experience, so deciding before that one will have a great time is a good predictor of a good time.

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Ok. Enough of my didactic comments on life and now this is what I did on Taglit:
Taglit-Birthright Israel: Hillel Trip
Bus 1053
NYU


Monday, January 7
Flight from JFK. The flight wasn’t so bad, but long.
Lufthansa airplane food is not my favorite.
Arrival at Ben Gurion Airport
            Drive north and check into the hotel.
Welcome to Israel: Orientation and ice breakers.
Overnight: Tiberias

Tuesday, January 8
Jeep Ride: Drive off road through the Golan and learn firsthand about its historical and military importance. This was wicked cool- the jeep was literall sliding all over the place and it was like an Israeli version of a scene out of Buckwild when the kids go “Muddin’”. It was raining and snowing, which is really strange for Israel, so we couldn’t go on a hike, which was unfortunate, but not the end of the world.
Winery: Taste the fruits of the land as you learn about the process of making. Yeah, we got free alcohol. It happened.
Olive oil factory visit The owner of this place led our tour and he was an eccentric Zionist who decided to blast his opinions onto the FOBBY American Taglit participants.
Hillel Conversation: Special and Normal We had to have ‘conversations’ while on Birthright because the organization providing our trip, Hillel, required it. They were all very different and let each participant find their own answers, but not always in a way I liked. This conversation seriously bothered me because of how the ‘open-ended’ questions were phrased. I felt like the questions elicited certain answers and I found the entire activity frustrating. Thankfully, I was able to bond over my frustration with my lovely roommates, which made me both feel less crazy, but also feel like I had something in common with some of the kids I just met.
Overnight: Tiberias

Wednesday, January 9
Tzfat: Inhale the pure Galilean mountain air in the city of Jewish mysticism, where the great Kabbalists lived and studied. It was snowing in Tzfat and that shut down most of the city and the schools for the day, even though nothing was sticking. On the other hand, it was insanely cold. Tzfat is the founding place of Kabbalah, meaning Madonna is a frequent visitor of the small city. It has narrow roads, an impossibly small (but ancient) synagogue), and an amazing candle factory- like entire giant sculptures that are actually candles. I had been before, but like a lot of places I visited with the Taglit group, the experience was so different because of the people I was with. On the way back from Tzfat, we saw full double rainbows over the Kinneret (only freshwater source in Israel at Tiberias).
Natural hot springs Yeah. I got to go in a natural hot spring with a whole bunch of friends and there were creepy Israeli guys staring at us the whole time and the water tasted vaguely of cigarettes and garbage. You should be entirely jealous. But actually, the natural hot spring was pretty awesome on principle of being a hot spring.
Overnight: Tiberias

Thursday, January 10
Mifgash: Meet your Israeli "hevre" (friends) who will travel with you for the next five days, providing a firsthand look into Israel. Our first introductions to each other were akward, but that didn’t last long. One of the soldiers sat next to me on the bus for the whole day (and we drove a lot!) and I immediately knew I made a new friend. It might have had a little bit to do with the fact we talked nonstop for hours that first day and I taught him the greatest prides of our country (videos of Honey Boo Boo and teaching him to say ‘MURICA! with fervor), but I had one of those rare instant connections where I thought to myself, “Wow. This kid is cool. I really want to be friends with him.” I still think he is pretty cool and maybe he will come visit in May, but that is another story.
Green activity: Visit the Hava & Adam Eco-Educational Farm in the city of Modi'in. I am not totally sure why we were brought here… except for the brainwashing part of being shown Israel as a country of both renewal (being sustainable and growing tons of food on site with no waste) and progress (having young people (READ: naïve ex-Taglit participants) move to a small community from all over the world to compost their own shit (Oh? You think I was using that to sound cool. No. They literally showed us the bathrooms and said that both our natural liquid and solid waste would be reused in various ways to help maintain the eco-farm). My new soldier friend was not amused by these hippies or their antics. I found the idea of the eco-farm community interesting and important (some one has to do that shit- pun totally intended to terrify you once more), but no- I would never make Aliya (move to Israel) to literally be that dirty- ever.
Camel ride at Hanokdim. I was on a camel for about 45 seconds. It was slightly terrifying because the camel ‘behind’ me decided it hated life and also wanted to try to eat my leg for the entire 45 seconds. Yeah- that happened. No humans were harmed in the riding of the camels (I have to write this for legal reasons). Anyways, I have ridden camels before and it is exciting. They kind of are grumpy and spit a lot. Plus, they stand up in a z-formation. They basically give no fucks that you are on their back while you sing My Humps by Fergie to yourself quietly.
Dinner: Bedouin Hafla. Find a spot under the tent and eat a traditional Bedouin feast. We ate. It was delicious. Bedouins know how to cook.
Hillel Conversation: Spirituality – Wrestling with God - out in the Dessert I didn’t hate this conversation as much as the last one, but I definitely felt uncomfortable at times because I did not want to insult anyone but also wanted to share my atheistic views. I tried to be quiet, which is hard for me- but I remained respectful of other people’s perspectives throughout the entire trip.
Overnight: Kfar Hanokdim

Friday, January 11
Ascend Masada via The Roman Ramp. Explore the famous desert stronghold overlooking the Dead Sea, complete with the palaces of King Herod and the site of the last battle against the Romans during the First Uprising (67-73 C.E). We woke up early to see the sun rise, but the sun was behind clouds and we couldn’t see anything- but the people I was with were really amazing, so being sleep deprived really didn’t make a difference.
Dead Sea Float: Enjoy a swim in the lowest place on earth, where you can even read a book while you float in the sea. Da dead sea.
Jerusalem!
Kabbalat Shabbat. Welcome Shabbat with different service options: Orthodox, Conservative, Reform, and Alternative. I went to the reformed service because I wanted to shortest, least weird (what is alternative?) service possible, but also to be able to go with friends. Normally, I would not choose to go to synagogue because I feel like it is weird for me to pray considering I don’t believe in God. However, when I choose to attend, I sit quietly (even though I really do know all of the prayers- I swear!) until the service ends. This time was no different. At least the service was only about 1 hour long- services I attended in childhood were usually much, much longer.
Overnight: Jerusalem


Shabbat, January 12
Bar/Bat Mitzvah Ceremony Some people decided that they wanted to have a Bar or Bat Mitzvah (Jewish coming-of-age ceremony) in Jerusalem. It was nice to hear some peoples’ speeches because it was clear how much being in Israel meant to them, but overall, I felt a little weird about it. Usually, one has a Bar/Bat Mitzvah at age 13 and one can have the ceremony at any age. However, I had never been to a non-13-year-old’s ceremony, so I guess my mind was opened a bit.
Havdallah: Separating from Shabbat. Another ceremony with food.
Ben Yehuda Street – Free time in the center of Jerusalem. I and my friend Joan eat gluten-free, so we went off on our own and found an amazing falafel place for dinner that gave us falafel sin pita. We met some really cool guys there (now infamously referred to as ‘Falafel guy’ and ‘Falafel guy’s friend’- creative, I know) who we later went to a local hookah bar with where neither of us drank because we had to leave (or smoke because I and Joan are disgusted by tobacco- no offense entire online community).
Overnight: Jerusalem

Sunday, January 13
Old City: Touch the stones and walk through 3,000 years of Jewish history, as we visit the Jewish Quarter and the Kotel (Western Wall). The Old City is really beautiful and everything is so old. It is a really special place, but I didn’t “feel” anything being there. On the other hand, it was nice to have my Israeli soldier friends to discuss everything from religion in the Old City to the Kotel as a potential false idol. Without them, my third experience in the Old City would not have been the same.
Mount Herzl: Visit Israel’s national cemetery where the leaders of the State of Israel are buried, alongside fallen soldiers from Israel's wars. To hear people- never mind new friends- talk about their loved ones who died and how they died at war is really hard emotionally. Nearly every Israeli soldier traveling with us told a story and each was heart wrenching. I literally could not stop crying at one part, but I was surrounded by 40-something other people weeping. For me, Mount Herzl was the most meaningful place that we visited. Besides feeling intense empathy for those with dead friends, I had a major realization. The Israeli soldiers who I had been joking and laughing with earlier that day were really different from me despite all of out similarities. To an extent, I really didn’t fully understand my new friends’ lives. As much as I had in common with each of them from our interests, general age, and Jewish background, there was a major part of their life I could and would never would fully understand- the army. Israel has a draft, meaning that every citizen must perform its duty to its country. Girls must serve 2 years and boys must serve 3 years after high school, though religious people and people with special circumstances can perform alterative volunteer service. However, I have never done any army service or had a friend die at war- thankfully. I don’t know what it is like to have a friend die at war- to have them stolen from me fighting for something I might not even necessarily support. Even though everyone stopped crying eventually, it doesn’t change the fact that their friends are dead and that even my new Israeli soldier friends could die at war. Not everyone is in combat, but that does not guarantee their safety if their bases are bombed. More so, I realized that none of my Israeli family ever talked about their role as soldiers in the army. Each had served because they had to, so I made an effort to ask what they did and where their bases were. On the other side of the coin, I still feel a bit worried for my little cousins because I know they are going to have to be soldiers one day and also face the imminent possibility of dying at war or having their friends, neighbors, and classmates die. I would never wish such pain on anyone and felt foolish for having never considered the possibility before.
Overnight: Jerusalem

Monday, January 14
Sataf – enjoy a walk through the Sataf Forest. I loved our walk through the forest. We were supposed to go on several other hikes in the Golan (northern Mountains), but the weather was bad so we couldn’t go. I felt like I needed to get some fresh air after sitting so much on the bus, so it was really nice to walk amongst the trees.
Yad Vashem: The Jewish People’s memorial to victims murdered during the Shoah (Holocaust). Visit the memorial for the righteous gentiles who saved Jews during the Shoah. Going to Yad Vashem was more informational than sad (but still sad).
Hillel Conversation: My Connection to Jewish Memory
Stroll through Machane Yehuda Market, the largest open air food market in Jerusalem. The food was amazing. I got Pasta Basta (homemade pasta) with Keren, a soldier, and some others. It was delicious.
Mifgash Conclusion – Say goodbye to our Israeli friends. It was really hard to say good bye to the soldiers. I wished they stayed the whole time with us.
Overnight: Jerusalem

Tuesday, January 15
Drive to Tel Aviv.
Independence Hall: Where it all began! Visit the small hall that hosted the historic declaration of the establishment of the State of Israel. History!
Rabin Square: Stand for a moment in time at the spot where Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin was assassinated on Nov. 4, 1995 only moments after having sung Shir L’Shalom (A song for peace). History!
Shook HaCarmel- market in Tel Aviv. My soldier friend Katzy paid us a surprise visit J
Jaffa:  Walk through the old alleyways of Jaffa and see its ancient port
Return to Jerusalem. Pretty!
Overnight: Jerusalem

Me and Katzy
Wednesday, January 16
Stalactite Cave ­ - Visit the underground wonders in the Judean Hills. The cave looked like Superman’s lair. I still feel like it is not real.
Machon Ayalon: A museum depicting the underground bullet factory, led by the Kibbutzniks, during the Israel’s fight for Independence. The bullet factory was pretty cool, but not my favorite thing we saw.
Conclusion conversation Two soldiers- Yosi and Keren- surprised us to say goodbye!
Overnight: Jerusalem

Stalactite cave (aka Superman's Lair because this is straight up from a movie and not a real place- but it is).
Thursday, January 17
1 AM departure from hotel to go to airport and fly back home. I stayed up to say good-bye to everyone. I extended my trip a few days to visit family and friends, as did a few other people on my trip.

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Now watch this video to understand how Israelis perceive Taglit… Yeah…:

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Now, after my Taglit trip, I visited friends and family. This is what I did:
Thurs, Jan. 17- Stayed over with my aunt Tobi, uncle Amir, and cousins Shira, Amitai, and Eden. Unfortunately, my step grandmother died this day, so the funeral and shiva were held while Shira and I watched Amitai and Eden. (stayed in Modi’in)
Fri, Jan. 18- Hung out with my childhood friend Shani and went to the Modi’in mall to get a hot chocolate and baked good. It was really nice seeing her. I hung out with Shira when she got back from school. Tobi, Shira, and I has Shabbat dinner because everyone else was sleeping. I went out in Tel Aviv with my friend Katzy and his friends. It was really fun. (stayed in Tel Aviv)
Sat, Jan. 19- In the morning, Katzy drove me to my cousins’ (Revital, Avishai, Lian, Nadine, and Amy) apartment in Ranana. We went out to lunch at Tel Aviv Port and met up with my other cousin Ariel. It was nice to see him. We got froyo and walked around a bit. Then, we watched a street performer for a bit. Everyone stopped by the apartment and then Avishai, Amy, and myelf headed over to Kfar Saba to visit my great uncle Naftali and great aunt Yehudit. It was really nice to see them as well. I returned to Ranana for dinner and went to sleep immediately because I was exhausted. (stayed in Ranana)
Sun, Jan. 20- I slept in and it was glorious. I wrote a little bit, ate some food, and went to the Ranana mall. Later, I went to Cohav Yair to my aunt Sara’s house for Sonya’s shiva. Her house is beautiful and I had never been there before. Sara is an amazing cook and also had tons of beautiful art. I am sad Sonya died, but was happy that I got to see so much of my family together: Tobi, Amir, Shira, Amitai, Eden, Sara, Arilek, Maya, Jessie, Josh, Lillian, Mooney, and myself. I also hadn’t seen Josh in a while, so it was good to see him as well. After the shiva, I returned to Modi’in with Tobi, Amir, Shira, Amitai, and Eden. (stayed in Modi’in)
Mon, Jan. 21- I ate breakfast with Shira. Then, I caught the train to Kfar Saba to spend the middle of the day with Naftali and Yehudit. We spent some time looking at photos and eating lunch. I caught the train back to Modi’in and then Amir took me to Hashmonaim to see Orit. Orit, Jacob, and the girls took me out to eat at a cute little restaurant that was also partially a theater. I slept about 3 hours because I had a very early flight the next day. (stayed in Hashmonaim)
Tues, Jan. 22- Jacob is amazing and woke up at the crack of dawn with me. He drove me to the airport and since he works at the airport, made sure I got to skip all of the lines throughout the airport (even though he did not have to do any of this). He is really amazing. I got back home safe.

Amitai and I (he is stylin')

Nadine and Amy

Shira and Eden (and a giant salad)

Me, Naftali, and Yehudit 
Maya, Shira, Eden, Amir, Sara, Tobi, Mooney, Lillian, Amitai, and Me!
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Literally after landing back in America at Newark airport, I rode the train home to Windsor to pack my life up after being awake more than 24 hours. I moved into Gramercy literally the next day. I was really stressed about it because everything is so mashed together in time, but everything worked out fine. My parents let me sleep in a little, then I packed, we drove, dropped off my stuff, and got a fancy lunch. My wonderful mom made reservations at Mesa Grill since it was restaurant week, and I really loved my food. I know the whole celebrity chef thing is overrated, but I have been wanting to try the place and it was relatively close, so I am happy with my decision overall. After lunch, I came back to my room and organized all of my things/ actually moved in. It took forever and I am so happy I am done for now. I also met my roommate, Samantha- who seems really awesome- and one of my suitemates. After unpacking, I got dinner at Whole Foods with Jon. I was really nice seeing him after so long. We had so much to catch up on and he is just a fun person to be around. Good karma was all around.

My beautiful parents took me out to lunch at Mesa Grill
I am looking forward to hanging out with him more throughout the rest of the semester and beyond. I am also excited to see the rest of my friends. Thursday and Friday, I attended a business seminar through Wasserman (my school’s job center) and then I start classes on Monday. On Thursday night, I hung out with Michelle and we made dinner. It was super cute. Friday after my seminar, I hung out with Rachel, then made dinner for Gabbie because she just returned from Kansas, then went back to Rachel’s briefly, and finally went up to Michelle’s room (she lives in the same building as me). Since Michelle turned 21 on Monday, we went out dancing at this funny bar called Home Sweet Home to celebrate her birthday. The place was so hipster- tons of taxidermied animals and music from the 1920s. It was really fun.

Michelle, Brittany, Me, and Rachel
I went home for my last weekend before classes start. I am taking back a bit of laundry and hoarding some of my parents’ food like a squirrel preparing to hibernate for winter. Otherwise, my parents wanted to see me after I was out of the country for basically a year and my dogs need to be petted by somebody. I also went out to dinner (and was falling asleep) at Costa del Sol with my parents and neighbors Tesia and Kenneth Williams (they are actually pretty awesome) because it was also Restaurant Week in Hartford. While home, I also wrote a piece on Birthright for NYU Local that I hope will be published. The again, what is life?

My baby brother went back to school before I came back from Israel, but I will see him at my graduation or some time before then... 
I am starting my internship at MTV this upcoming week in the Digital Marketing department- woohoo! So excited and proud to be working for such an amazing and influential company. Also thinking about finding a job for after I graduate… I just really like the idea of being able to pay things myself and being independent. It is the short-term goal I am looking forward to right know.

In other news in my life, I am hoping to be able to take a coding class on Fridays that is free through school called Codeacademy. I also signed up to volunteer next weekend for an event called Decoded Fashion: The Fashion Hackathon, but I have no idea what I would be doing. Lol my life. I am also hoping to be able to get in on some fashion week writing through WSN, but we will see. Freelancing for NYU Local and WSN is ideal right now. Another thing I signed on for is volunteering for the Shorty Awards (like Grammy’s for Social Media) because I know someone working on them. It is in April, but I am really excited about that, too.

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I really feel like the world is my oyster and even though I want to live in New York- my comfort zone, Mecca, base of friendship, and train ride away from my parents' house- I feel confident enough to move to almost any city for a little bit. I have been so happy lately because I have had such amazing opportunities and feel nothing but fortunate. It feels too good to last, so I am focusing on the wonderment of now.

Monday, December 17, 2012

"Inner city food-harvesting: a growing trend" by Sarah Kamenetz

http://www.reportageonline.com/2012/12/inner-city-food-harvesting-a-growing-trend/


Urban Sydney is experiencing a back-to-basics food-harvesting renaissance in community gardens across the city, but the planned 2014 City Farm will cement local food production as a Sydney-wide norm, writes Sarah Kamenetz.
The City of Sydney is supporting urban gardening as part of the Sydney 2030 sustainability effort by encouraging community gardens and installing a City Farm on the Powerhouse Museum grounds.
Community gardens are pieces of land gardened collectively by a group of people. As long as community gardeners help harvest the fruits, vegetables, herbs, and flowers, they can take whatever their work produces. Community gardens are becoming an important aspect of urban farming, which is the practice of harvesting food produce and potentially raising livestock in a town or city.
By opening more community gardens and the City Farm, the City of Sydney is trying to alter Sydneysiders’ idea of urban gardening from a passing greenie trend to something that is a permanent fixture in their lives.
“Community gardens have been around for about the last 15-20 years, but it has become trendy in the last few years,” said Sydney resident Maria Chara. “The people who started will still be doing even after the trend passes.”
Student Marianne Jaques, who grew up on a farm but currently lives in Bondi, also believes that urban gardening is trendy.
Jacques said, “I think because I have always had a veggie garden with my family, it would be weird for me to not [garden], but I think it is trendy at the moment.”
While Sydney community gardens have existed for over 20 years, several have been formed in recent years and more are planned. The oldest Sydney community garden is the Luncheon Club Eden Garden in Waterloo, which started in 1991.  On the other hand, the newest Sydney community garden is located on Phillip Street in Waterloo, which opened in March 2012. The next planned community garden will be located at Marconi Terrace at Town Hall to promote green produce in a small space.
The Sydney City Farm has a budget of $1.5 million, but is so far in the planning stage and won’t be open until 2014 at the Powerhouse Museum carpark.
Meanwhile, the City of Sydney will run a test Summer Garden in Sydney Park, St. Peters from January-March 2013.
“Details around the summer garden are still being finalised at this stage,” said Sydney City Farm Project Manager Andrew Ridge. “However, the Summer Garden is intended to demonstrate what the final City Farm could include.”
Despite innovations in technology and a global food market able to overcome seasonal food limitations, city dwellers across the world have chosen to get their hands dirty for several reasons in the last few years.
Urban farms and community gardens are considered the solution to industrialized agriculture’s excessive pollution and cost. They decrease our reliance on fossil fuels, create healthier citizens eating better quality food, and form a shift towards self-sufficiency rather than relying on products from far away places.
World famous urban farms include CERES, in the inner-Melbourne suburb of Brunswick; City Farmer in Vancouver, Canada; and Little Donkey Farm in in the Haidian District of Beijing, China.
The City of Sydney has set an ambitious goal for 2030, promising that “by 2030, every resident in the City of Sydney will be within a three minute walk (250m) of continuous green links.”
That is good news for community gardeners who will be supported by the government as the City tries to increase green space throughout Sydney.
Speaking at a recent City of Sydney event, Lord Mayor of Sydney Clover Moore said that both the 16 city-wide community gardens and proposed City Farm are crucial components of the sustainable food movement.
“The sustainable food movement is not just about access to good quality food product,” said Moore. “It is part an emerging cultural change that challenges the fossil fuel model of growth and failure to counter those environmental considerations.”
Sally Hill of the Youth Food Movement, also speaking at the Sydney 2030 event, said that urban gardening in Sydney would reduce the impact of the Malthusian Moment- the theory that population growth will outpace food production.
Hill also believes that there are too few hands in control of Australia’s food system, but sees urban farming as the solution to both issues.
“The solution is as simple as it sounds- [backyard gardeners] producing food locally in our communities,” said Hill.
They might not wear capes or fly, but Hill believes, “The backyard gardener will be the hero of humanity in the crisis we are looking at.”
John Reegan is one of these heroes. He has been growing tomatoes, onions, herbs, lemons, and limes for four years in his 10 m long x 750 mm wide home garden just outside the CBD.
“I do this stuff to lower my carbon footprint to help save the world,” said Reegan.
Not only does local gardens improve food security and reduce environmental impact, but they also allow communities to reclaim space.

Community gardens will become more common in Sydney. Pink Sherbet Photography / Foter / CC BY
For example, James Street Reserve Community Garden in Redfern opened in 2010 because local residents wanted to fix up a public site of regular crime and drug usage. The space had been a grassy patch littered with drug paraphernalia behind a parking lot.
“We turned an antisocial park area into a positive site of community integration,” said Russ Grayson, who led a tour of James Street Reserve Community Garden.
James Street Reserve Community Garden visitor Heidi Curtiss echoed Grayson’s point of view.
“I think a lot to do with the community gardens here in Sydney has to do with reclamation and saying what is and is not ok,” she said. “Even with this space, the neighborhood is kind of coming back.”
Instead of encountering a used syringe at James Street, visitors encounter families eating lunches supplemented by the garden produce, friends meeting for a healthy afternoon snack, or volunteers harvesting a plot filled with plants like red corn, bananas, and rocket.
Community gardens have also become places where people can learn about sustainability- meeting one of the City of Sydney’s Sydney 2030 goals.
Alexandria Park Community Garden has school gardens and outdoor classroom learning areas so that kids from the Alexandria Park Community School student cultivate lifelong habits by learning how to grow fruits, vegetables, and flowers from a young age.
Despite the positive changes that community gardens have sprouted throughout Sydney, there are still problems with some community gardens plagued by food theft and negligence.
Russ Grayson cited theft- eating food but not farming- as a completely different problem for James Street Reserve Community Garden. Although members must pay a small yearly fee and donate a few hours per year farming plots, there is no way to prevent trespassers from hopping fences to steal mandarins and other produce.
In fact, the high level of produce theft has the amount of produce grown unknown. Sydney Community Gardens and Volunteer Coordinator Raewyn Broadfoot said, “We can’t ever record how much produce is grown because we lose so much to pilfering and vandalism.”
Sometimes volunteers devote their time to growing produce that never gets picked or gardens that are forgotten.
For example, during an early November visit to the Greg Hewish Memorial Garden in Redfern, a volunteer found an over-sized rat festering with maggots in the middle of a plot of unpicked and overgrown herbage.
When gardens are left unattended for even brief periods of time, the land returns to its natural state: some plants may live while others die; plants become overgrown; and weeds and wildlife invade. Gardens need regular water and weeding maintenance to continue producing viable fruit, vegetables, herbs, and flowers.
Yet, theft and negligence can be reduced if the community is properly educated about community gardening and how to properly tend to the gardens. Sydney 2030 learning initiatives may make this sustainable education change a reality so that the gardens function at optimal levels.
Perhaps by 2030, Sydneysiders truly will become the heroes of humanity.

Home is where your dog is

My dog Pierre is amazing and adorable and I love him. My dog lives at my CT home, hence the title of this post. However, I believe the ideological home is where the heart is.

Pierre!
I am home and sort of un-jet lagged after an amazing semester in Australia. I got back on Saturday night to my lovely house. My flight back was not too bad. Over my 24 hours(ish) of travel, I finished reading the Lovely Bones, chatted with my flight neighbors, ate several QANTAS meals, and I watched lots of television and movies. Highlights include the Bourne Legacy (mediocre compared to the real 'Jason Bourne' movies with Matt Damon), Ruby Sparks (it was ok- did the job of a romantic comedy, interesting premise, didn't really impress me or blow my socks off), the Dark Knight (feel asleep half way through somewhere over the middle of America/ between LAX and JFK), and some Simpsons episodes. I tried to sleep and mostly failed because time does not feel so real when you pass through more than half of the world's time zones and have to deal with switching flights in LAX and going through customs in less than an hour #stressful. My parents picked me up from the airport and took me out to dinner. I was half awake and starving, so I didn't care that we randomly found a place off the highway on the way home is Westport called the Blu Parrot (e's just don't fit in at this place with painful loud music and grandmas with tight facelifts sipping on cosmos). I got a burger, which is really out of character for me, but all I was thinking was "MURICA." You know, me subconsciously convincing myself of my patriotism in my jet lagged stupor.

I will miss this view from my window in Sydney
Sunday, I went on a walk with the 'rents and dogs after sleeping in until noon. I went to the grocery store with my mom, helped make dinner, and that was pretty much it because I felt exhausted. I did manage to start watching Geordie Shore on MTV.com and even watched an episode of Psych on Netflix with my mom (if you count her falling asleep as watching). In other news, my father is obsessed with the Kardashians out of the blue and also decided he should read Star magazine on his new iPad to keep up with all of them.

Today, I walked the dogs with my dad in the morning because he is off from work until the beginning of January. I basically lazed around the house, made phone calls, and ran chores. I think I am going to NYC on Thursday and there will be an update once everything is official- still planning that. For the long bus/ train ride there and back, I got books at the library. It was not too bad driving again for the first time after 4 months. I started a Sophie Kinsella book. My brother will be coming back home Thursday, but I probably won't see him until later, especially if I am staying in NYC longer than just a day trip Thursday- we will see. I am also working on planning for Israel.

Even though I have almost 5 weeks of winter break, I feel like a lot of it is already flying by because so much of my break is planned. There is a lot of stuff I want to do, but I am not sure I am going to be able to do it. The motivated part of me downloaded some free courses on my iPhone's iTunes U app. We will see if I actually do anything with them...
Me inside a split marble at Devil's Marbles 

As for my general feelings about leaving Australia and coming home, it is very mixed. I really loved Australia and thought it was lovely, but I also missed my dogs, my parents, my friends, my bed, and even the cold weather. I am really loving up my bed and my dogs and my parents. I haven't seen any friends yet, but maybe that will happen Thursday- we will see. Something I wanted to do when I came back to the beautiful USA was skate again after so long of not skating, so maybe I will do that tomorrow if I can borrow my dad's car (he sold my 2000 Altima for $500 because it cost 3x more to repair on a yearly basis). The cold is weird because I really wanted it to snow here and it hasn't so far. It is cold and dreary. The all day darkness is completely strange to switch so quickly from nearly all day sunshine in Australia (the sun was going down at 7 and 8 pm when I left). I went from very hot to fairly cold- it is going to get a lot colder.

Melbourne was really amazing- and so was the graffiti!

I am really happy I went to Sydney and it was a really special experience. My favorite things I did was hands down skydiving, snorkeling, and scuba diving at the Great Barrier Reef- just amazing. My favorite city was Melbourne (I feel disloyal to Sydney, but despite the lesser weather and beaches, my opinion holds true). The city has such strong character that varies by precinct, the people are unbelievably nice, and there is so much to do! Everything I saw or visited I wanted to return to the next day- it is a city where you can return to something over and over and find something very special and unique about it each time. Plus, you can walk almost anywhere in the city, which is a huge bonus for me because I like to walk and don't like to ride public transportation if I don't have to.



Me petting a kangaroo
Now, for life lessons time. A lot of people claim that studying abroad changes them and makes them better people. I believe them. I think I probably did change in some way, but that is hard for me to identify at this point in time, as was true with my experience in Italy. While my peers claimed to feel enormous personal growth, I still felt like the same person. I still feel like the same person. I just happened to have lived in two different countries for 4 months each and get to have really amazing experiences. I am really lucky and I know that, but I am not necessarily a better person because of it. However, I do believe that in life, one comes to many realizations. One of my realizations/ life lessons/ whatever you want to call it is that we should not be complacent players within our lives. If we were to watch a movie of our lives, many of us would be members in the audience, passively looking on from the outside onto what is occurring in our life. This is not necessarily a bad thing, it is just passivity and works really great for some people. On the other hand, I want to be active in my own life- to be the starring player in the movie of my life. Life is a stage, so shouldn't I be playing in it? This is how I have justified my life choices to go to school in NYC and go abroad to both Florence and Sydney (despite the obvious impure financial motives on my school's part) so far. I think I will stick to this thought plan. Be the starring player in the movie of your life.
Conquering Kakadu
Are you being complacent and passive or wild and active? I prefer the latter.