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Posts Tagged "Allie Wollner"
As promised, today’s post will broach that question I’m sure all of you have been dying to hear the answer to: What have I, Allie Wollner, really learned from my summer internship with The Adventure School? Having already made this speech once to my father, I find myself in a favorable position to say it again, articulately, but with a little more flair this time. First things first: As one might expect, working at The Adventure School unfailingly presented me with new adventures all the time. Whether it meant showing foreigners from all over the world the crème de la crème of Seattle, attending art openings where I mixed with the hip and infamous, or riding the adventure bike (aka the spin art bike) all the way from south Seattle to Laurelhurst with some exciting hi-jinks ensuing en route, I was never ever bored. And get this- they never made me fetch coffee for them. Not even once. I also felt truly thrilled to have this opportunity to pursue my own passion by working with The Adventure School. This internship allowed me to write, all summer and in my own slightly irreverent voice, about a wide array of interesting people, ideas, and occurrences I would have never discovered on my own. And the parties I saw! So thrilling, so super-cool Seattle, and so FUN. I has a blast working the smorgasbord of Adventure School summer events. In the process, I also met a throng of captivating individuals. And speaking of said individuals… Here’s thing that struck me the most about my experience this summer: The number of people I met who were turning up their talents full blast to engage with their passions, and in the process making fulfilling lives for themselves. Having always been an adamant (read: stubborn) person who knows my mind (read: insists on doing it my way), encountering a critical mass of people blazing their own trails and dancing to the beats of their own drums inspired me endlessly. From where I stand, choosing path of one’s own making looks like damn hard work and a considerable number of uphill battles. But all of the people I met seemed so excited to be pouring themselves in to their respective projects that I’m not scared. I feel certain all of the blood, sweat, and tears must be worth it. This is unquestionably the life that I want for myself- one in which I feel feel so thrilled and engaged by whatever I’m doing that I’m loathe to stop working at the end of the day. So, after three months with The Adventure School, here I go. Inspired, invigorated, enthusiastic, and more adventurous than ever, about to embark on my last year of college. And after that? Look for me in the blogosphere. Or The Stranger. Or The New Yorker. Or something entirely different. Semper ad Extremum foeva! Who knows! So Long, Farewell, Aufiderzein, Goodnight! xo, 1 comment
T minus 2 days. My departure from Seattle is imminent. And what do I have to stay for myself after 3 months of trailing The Adventure School? Stay tuned tomorrow for a post that incorporates substance, eloquence, and thought. But for today, here are the quick’n'dirty lessons I’ve collected during my time with The Adventure School. In no particular order of importance. Even though numbering them seems to indicate the contrary: 1. Have you ever gone to the ocean and turned over an unassuming grey boulder to discover an entire, teeming community underneath? That’s how I feel about South Seattle. There’s SO MUCH going on down there that I didn’t have a clue about. And Georgetown. I remain fascinated, enthralled, and slightly intimidated by its raw artist-cum-motorcyclist tattooed vibe and the re-appropriated industrial aesthetic. Without Cori and Aviva as my guides, I’d still be none the wiser. 2. From these two women, I also picked up my two new favorite exclamation/descriptor words: Awesome 3. Nurture your craziest ideas and see them through. Like building a bike that makes spin art, traveling to Peru, or painting French mustaches on any party guest who will let you at a Bastille Day Party. As my mother once said to me over coffee this summer, if you never take big risks, you’ll only ever get really mediocre results. Or, as The Adventure School motto goes, Semper Ad Extremum! 4. Setting out to accomplish or build something all your own that didn’t exist before is a mountain hard work. Like Everest-sized. But if you’re happy what you’re doing, you’ll do the work. Happily. 5. Powering spin art on a bike is a workout. Don’t let anyone tell you different. More deep thoughts and blinding revelations tomorrow, in my very last Adventure School blog post! I can’t believe it. I’m loathe to believe it. I don’t want to believe it. But I have to believe it. Come Friday, it’s time to pack my bags and journey back east to finish my formal schooling. Yes, that’s right. I’ve only got 9 more months to finish my degree and to find myself a suitable husband. Just kidding!!! After gathering answers for countless Adventurer Profiles this summer, Cori and Aviva insisted I write my own. I’ve been thinking about my answers real hard too. Because I take these things very, very seriously.
What skill do you want to learn? Food and drink you donʼt want to live without? What’s the scariest thing you can think of? What is your favourite party supply? Your favorite book of the moment? Describe your dream party place. What is the evil version of you like? What gives you confidence? Name four essential elements of a good party. What do you appreciate most about a party host? Favorite adventure supply? Describe the best party you ever attended. Hotel room or campsite? Do you have a style icon? Where is your next adventure destination? If you could teach a class about anything in the world ever, what would you teach? Your motto? What is your spirit animal? This week’s Adventure Profile guest is someone who is near and dear to my heart…my mama. Awwww! When I still just a zygote, my mother was hard at work creating her first baby, Rosanna Inc. What began as an enterprise to import hand-painted Italian ceramics to the US has since blossomed into an internationally-acclaimed fashion tableware company. I think J. Lo even has some of my mom’s dishes. I don’t know if you know this but she (my mother, not J. Lo) is kind of a big deal. She’s even writing a book. And we’re both going to be on the cover. Oh my God. Look for our faces in a bookstore near you next January. Martha, move OVER. In related news, Rosanna Inc. just launched it’s 3rd annual tablesetting contest. Interested in entering? Read the rules at my mom’s blog, Rosanna’s Table Talk. Also check out her motivational message to contestants.
What is the food and drink you donʼt want to live without? What skill do you want to learn? What’s the scariest thing you can think of? What is your favourite party supply? Your favorite book of the moment? Describe your dream party place. What is the evil version of you like? What gives you confidence? Name four essential elements of a good party. What do you appreciate most about a party host? Favorite adventure supply? Describe the best party you ever attended. This party did what I feel all parties should do: take you to places that you have never been, gastronomically and emotionally. Hotel room or campsite? Do you have a style icon? Where is your next adventure destination? If you could teach a class about anything in the world ever, what would you teach? Your motto? What is your spirit animal? | |