StudyAbroad

  • “Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself. I am large; I contain multitudes.” -Walt Whitman As I anticipated the next chapter of my life in Ireland from my remote suburban town north of Chicago, I imagined the world unfolding like a rosebud before me. I imagined my life abroad to resemble the…

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  • Under a heavy veil of impenetrable darkness and a pledge of silence, thirty-nine gangly Jewish east-coasters clambered over unseen rocks and curving slopes in the Judaean Desert. We trekked up invisible mounds and crackling gravel, moving ever deeper into a valley far from the Bedouin tents that emitted radiant light into the surrounding land. The…

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  • It is my first post of 2017! Hello, new year! Hello, resolutions that will likely peter out by February! Please, stay awhile! (Especially you flaky resolutions. I see you loitering by the door). This year is different in that I, like I’m sure many people have, grown up a great deal. I am not setting…

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  • “If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.” -Cesare Pavese. Traveling — really traveling — is daunting. It should scare you just enough to leave your fingers trembling against your plane ticket, just enough to leave you entirely unaware of what lies ahead, just enough…

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  • London is difficult to put a finger on. In addition to being absurdly large in dimension with too many Tube stops going in too many directions, the city contains labyrinthian cobbled roads that seem to wind in on themselves, continually leading the wandering visitor back to where she started. All too easily, you could spend…

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  • Here is the latest thing I know to be true: London is as beautiful, idyllic, and indisputably captivating as I had imagined it to be. For nearly the first time, my wild, far-fetched expectations of something have been exceeded by its reality. Since last Sunday I’ve been walking the hallowed streets of London with a hand…

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  • It was my first international flight alone. I rubbed my sweaty palms against my jeans. The flight attendant called my group, and as I watched my parents disappear behind strange faces and gray partitions, a flutter of elation and nerves rattled through my stomach at the freedom of being suddenly alone. I took my seat and peered…

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  • Inishbofin, an island off the coast of County Galway, Ireland, is the kind of place you might visit in a dream. Remote and inhabited by only 160 human beings, Inishbofin is where you should go to– excuse the cliche– escape from the tedium of everyday life. The vibrant greenery of the island serves as an oasis amid an…

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  • The Grecian seaport town of Nafplio was my final destination on a trip that was, quite simply, transformative. To encapsulate my visit in just several paragraphs would be an injustice to its true value. I could write pages about the depth to which I learned about both myself and the world around me, particularly such locations as…

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  • This is not a city for the unremarkable. After a lengthy flight seated next to a kind but rather shy young man called Chris from Northern Ireland, I arrived in the lively city of Dublin. Here’s a tip for those with small bladders on international flights: book an aisle seat. Thankfully for both Chris and myself,…

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