When I decided I was going to study in Berlin, I had a couple of places I knew I wanted to visit. At the top of that list was Munich. My problem was, two weeks before my flight back to California, I still hadn't made the trip! Thanks to the trains in Germany, though, it was quite easy to make last-minute plans, and soon enough, I was on my way to Bavaria's heartland.
Added by Judy Hanna on August 26, 2011 at 5:08pm — No Comments
I haven't been back to Davis in over a year now, and am planning on moving back next week. It's going to be strange, not studying at a local cafe, hearing French as a walk to my next class, girls wearing heels to class and boys carrying Longchamps briefcases, the constant question "do you have a lighter, by any chance?"
My first Belgian beer in Belgium was a Blanche de Bruxelles. Sissy, I know. But it was hot, and I was exhausted and jetlagged, and I didn’t want a beer that’d nurse me to sleep too early.
Alas, that one beer became two — with the easy potential to become three or four — when my roommate and I were quickly recognized as Americans. Americans giggling over their first Belgian beers in Belgium. Another round was sent over, and we became obligated to sit with two much older men with…Continue
Added by Janelle Bitker on August 22, 2011 at 10:17am — No Comments
So I actually kept a Tumblr blog of my summer abroad adventures if anyone interested in London or the Shakespeare--Live! program. Check out how awesome it was!
In exactly two days, I’ll be in the air, on my way to Belgium.
I’ll be met at the airport by an ISA rep and taken to my new home, my new family, my new life. This life will take place in Schaerbeek, one of 19 municipalities in Brussels, with an apparently high immigrant population. Home will be a small townhouse, with a single mom, two daughters, a dog and at least one other American student. It is said to be warm and welcoming. It is said to be 30 minutes from the center of Brussels…Continue
Almonds. They’re dark, brown, elongated. They’re my eyes; the eyes that have followed me from the States to Britain. They’re what the world first sees when I interact with it. They’re in part what the world judges me by. They’ve shaped my identity whether I like it or not.
In southern California, these eyes go by unacknowledged. With such a high population of different ethnicities and backgrounds, they’re part of a myriad of unique features: hooked noses, freckles, dark skin. The…Continue
Added by Tiffany J. Lew on August 18, 2011 at 2:40pm — No Comments
Follow the chatter; mumbled and jumbled sounds on meaning’s verge.
Follow the laughter; the one that almost sounds like cries.
Follow the silence; the emptiness.
Follow them through a winding alleyway; the one leading into the heart of men and women.
They hold glasses filled with what could be. And at night’s end, it will be.
The flickering, lazy lights dangle and sway. From above, they protest the screaming, the not-so-sly remarks, the Smirnoff. They…Continue
“So you’re from the States…where in the States are you from?” he asks, as he carefully places a tiny, antique bear in the palm of my hand.
“California.” By now, my response almost spills out expectantly: I wait for the excited smile to stretch across his face. For him to ask me which part of California I’m from and to then ask me about beaches and other picturesque things.
All of which he does.
He asks about beaches, my promximity to the beach, and the always sunny…Continue
My abroad and travel blog while I was in Bordeaux, France is at www.finallyfrench.blogspot.com!
It's still a work in progress and I'm still adding more!
I have quite a bit of catching up to do. Since the last time I have written, I have traveled to Munich, I have visited a concentration camp, and I have returned to California. I'll write about these experiences soon, but as today is the 50th anniversary of the building of the Berlin Wall, I wanted to respond to an article I saw on Wednesday, which can be found…Continue
Passing by Rolling Hills on the way to Bath via coach:
Leisure walk into lavender gardens:
Tom, the entertaining and informative tour guide in Oxford:
Palaces; what more is there to say?:…Continue