Salut!
“My fear of flying starts as soon as I buckle myself in and then the guy up front mumbles a few unintelligible words then before I know it I'm thrust into the back of my seat by acceleration that seems way too fast and the rest of the trip is an endless nightmare of turbulence, of near misses. And then the cabbie drops me off at the airport.” ~ Dennis Miller
Thank You/Mama’s Boy
[Intro] (My Mom)
-Allllright.
THANK YOU - LYRICS
[Verse 1] Flight Home
24 hours sleepless, dreamless, I found my way back home
Merhabalar! My name is Hannah, I’m a sophomore at Oberlin College, and I’m going to Istanbul for the Spring 2016 semester attending Boğaziçi University.
Here’s the hot question I’ve been getting: Are you excited?
In this post I'll talk about a few things: my arrival, my first weekend, food, first impressions, and how I (somehow) underpacked.
Oh hey there, future Santiago study abroad students! What's going on? How's it hanging?
I know that you are all getting ready to embark on this journey and that you're all feeling different things: anxiety, wonder, excitement, unsureness, and of course that whole "WHAT DO YOU MEAN 50LBS OF STUFF FOR 4 MONTHS"ness that is packing. But above all, I hope you feel curious.
Salut!
I hate to admit it but I overpacked despite all the advice not to. My host mom offered to lend me everything that I could possibly need. I underestimated how amazing it is to live in a homestay. I absolutely adore my host mom, but more on that later. Now that I'm here, looking back on all that I packed yesterday, here is a list of advice I would have for packing.
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I’m Brandon Berardo, a Junior Finance and Chinese double major at Wofford College. In the following post, I will try to give you a sense of my home and my life, all of the things that I am leaving behind that make me who I am. I’ve chosen to travel to Beijing in the hopes of improving my Chinese language proficiency as well as gaining a better understanding of the complex Chinese culture. As I sit here staring at my open, and still empty, suitcase, I am trying to wrap my head around this study abroad experience.