Hey everyone,

Since my semester in Nagoya has ended, I wanted to share photos I took throughout the semester. Before heading to the pictures, I want to reflect on my time abroad.

What my grandmother remembers best about Morocco is the moment she stepped off the ferry at the port of Tangier. I can imagine what she saw, because it’s hardly changed since the 1960s: a white city on a hill, shadowing the sea, its buildings glinting like porcelain in the sun, or the insides of oyster shells. As she stood and gazed at it all, she was swarmed by the insistent vendors who wait at the road that runs by the docks for tourists to stumble off the boats, offering them taxi rides and trinkets.

Hi everyone,

I’ve made it back to the States! I am exhausted from traveling, but I’m glad I made it back safely. I’d like to talk about my time in Japan—what I liked, what I didn’t like, what advice I have, etc.

It’s been a week since I’ve left Granada. Yet, I’m also not home. For the past few days I’ve been traveling by train with a friend, trading one city for the next every few days. It’s a completely different daily experience, one of constant motion: having fun but trying to save every penny; communicating in languages we don’t fully understand. We don’t stay long enough in a place to have a favorite café, nor to learn people’s names.

Coming home from study abroad is a total mix of emotions. I felt as though I was leaving from one home to return to another, conflicted about which I would miss more. Departing from an experience that is so formative (and fun!) can be challenging and sometimes upsetting, but seeing how that experience leads to even more makes it at least a bit more bearable.

Hi! My name is Anna, and I am a rising junior at Mount Holyoke College in South Hadley, Massachusetts. Nerves and excitement swirl around my mind as I prepare for my upcoming adventure in Salamanca, Spain. I still don't know if I am more excited or nervous, but I know that in a few days, all my concerns and unanswered questions will be resolved when I land in Madrid and meet the people I will be spending the next month with.

1. Parque Federico García Lorca (00:00-00:57)

Despite being a smallish-sized city, Granada is constantly abuzz with music. Any given night of the week you’re bound to find at least one concert if not a handful—many of them free.

What a wonder it has been to spend two weeks in Paris so far! The first week I was here was mostly spent just getting used to the city and doing some orientation activities with the rest of my cohort. Then the week after was when I started at my internship—I’m already seeing a lot of the similarities of how the field of communications is applied even in a different cultural context. All of what I’ve learned in school these past three years is going into my work advancing the brand guidelines and positioning for the podcast.

Granada is full of vibrant neighborhoods, each one with its own distinctive feel. The diversity of the city shines through the closeness of these different worlds.