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So, as I have mentioned previously, the education system at Oxford is pretty different than what we typically see in America. The basics are basically that, instead of having four to five classes that meet several times a week, you have two courses (tutorials).
After retturning from Sydney, I cannot get over how amazing my experience was. In order to make it easier for all you future Aussies, I decided to put together a list of the best trips, resturants, hotels, and everything in between!
Trips to do:
After Iceland, Steph and I spent two short days in Amsterdam and then left for Prague Tuesday evening. We were met by our hilarious AirBnB host who proceeded to tell us everything we could possibly want to know about the city. We headed out into town for a late dinner and were excited to see an abundance of Christmas lights!
When I arrived in Buenos Aires back in July, four months seemed like the longest amount of time to spend in a country. My first night in the city I was so overwhelmed I felt like I could be here for years and still not get used to it. But somehow, I did. Somehow, four months flew by without me noticing.
After living in Buenos Aires for four months and practically becoming a local (at least in my dreams), I like to think that I’ve done everything that the city has to offer, from the touristy spots to the hidden gems. So when my dad and my sister decided to come visit me at the end of my program and stay in Buenos Aires for two days before we flew to El Calafate to hike through Patagonia, I stressed out for days about where I would take them. How do I compress four months of tours and walks and museums and cafes into forty-eight hours?
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It’s a curious thing to learn a language. At the beginning, you start out almost trapped in the stages of infancy, struggling to announce even your existence (Sono una ragazza) and clinging desperately to the phrases you can easily wrap your clumsy American tongue around (Mi piace leggere). Then you slowly start to be able to express your emotions, doubts, and dreams (Non volevo che Trump vincesse le elezioni).
