Layla in Australia: Introduction

July 17, 2015

Hi everyone! My name is Layla and I’m studying abroad at the University of Sydney in Australia this semester. Though studying abroad is very common for Richmond students, most of my friends were pretty surprised when I told them about my plans for the semester. Why, you ask? Three reasons:

  1. I’m a rising senior. The majority of Richmond students who study abroad do so their junior fall, but I’ve met people who’ve studied abroad semesters ranging from sophomore fall to junior spring. But senior year? I didn’t know it was possible. It’s much more common than I thought – there are at least five other rising seniors going abroad that I know of. Hopefully this blog will help dispel the myth that there’s only one possible semester to study abroad!
  2. I’m a chemistry major. Anecdotally, it seems like science majors are underrepresented in study abroad. For example, of the 21 chemistry majors in my grade, I will be just the fifth to go abroad for a semester. While it is definitely possible to fit in a semester studying abroad into a timeline of required science courses, it requires careful planning. I’ve heard a lot of my fellow Gottwald enthusiasts talk about how they didn’t study abroad because it wasn’t possible with their major. I’m hoping to help bust this myth as well and show how studying abroad can complement any major.
  3. I’m a citizen of my host country — I moved to America from Australia when I was seven years old. This was the reason that I originally thought I didn’t want to spend a semester abroad when I first came to Richmond. I thought that my international experiences before college meant that I couldn’t gain anything from spending a semester abroad. I’ve now come to realize that I couldn’t have been more wrong. The summer after my freshman year, I spent a month in La Rochelle, France, taking classes for my French minor. While I had a wonderful summer eating baguettes and practicing French with my host family, the small taste of a study abroad experience left me longing for more. My program was rigidly structured, with weekends designated for group trips, and independent travel outside of La Rochelle was prohibited. I itched for the opportunity to travel on my own and discover the country for myself. The more I thought about my experiences in France after my return, the more my desire to take a risk and spend an entire semester abroad grew. I knew as soon as I started considering studying abroad that I wanted to rediscover my birthplace, which has always held a special place in my heart, despite my faint memories of it. The University of Sydney was a logical choice — I love beaches and big cities, the university has an enormous class catalog, which is perfect for a science major with diverse interests, and it’s only an hour and a half away from Wollongong, the city where I grew up.

Australia’s academic calendar is very different than America’s, and the spring semester (known as semester 2) runs from the end of July to the beginning of November. So even though it feels like I’m still in the middle of summer break, it’s time for me to leave for Sydney! It’s hard to describe the emotions I’m feeling. I’m leaving a lot behind in America– my entire extended family is here for a family reunion. They live all over the world, from Iran to Sweden, and so I only see them about once every five years. I’m so excited to get to Sydney, but I’m really sad and not ready to leave my family behind. My packing for Sydney has consisted of the suitcase I threw together while I was frantically putting my stuff into storage in Richmond last week, so needless to say, I’m also feeling anxious to see if I’ve packed the right things. So it’s definitely a mix of emotions. Mostly, I can’t wait to spend the next six months really getting to know Australia!

#TBT My mom and I in the Australian countryside. I'm excited to revisit some of my childhood memories!

#TBT My mom and I in the Australian countryside. I’m excited to revisit some of my childhood memories!


KyungSun in Scotland: Falling in Love

April 7, 2015

Love came unexpectedly. It creeped in slowly and hit me this past week. I am in love. It’s the kind that flutters your heart, makes you smile at the thought, and draws you in to drown you in it more and more. Of course, it didn’t start out this way.

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Opening scene: When I first arrived in Edinburgh, everything looked bleak. I was welcomed by the city with ice cold wind, miserable rain, and slippery cobblestone streets. But I kept telling myself it would get better. Edinburgh was my perfectly ideal city with its cross between modernity and history and nature. I just had a rough start. Conveniently, my first shopping outing ended up being an episode of my bag ripping and my food spilling out on the streets. It was the perfect beginning to my Scottish romantic comedy, where everything that happened was ridiculous and silly.

Yet I still found joy in the little things. I marveled living next to a castle, trying different restaurant with friends, dancing at ceilidhs, and seeing breathtaking views straight out of National Geographic. I was energized by the freshness and newness of everything I saw and did. Every little decision I made from buying my own food, to cooking my own meals, to booking my own flights were also small moments of empowerment. I felt like I was growing more independent and despite the occasional detours, everything was working out well.

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Loch Lomond

 

The Climax: I got hurt. It hurt realizing that some friendships weren’t as strong as I thought, it hurt when I was going through a tough time and had to bear the burden alone, it hurt that my exchange friends couldn’t sense my pain or comfort me or that I couldn’t even open up to them out of fear, it hurt that I missed friends and family back at home and am now realizing and appreciating that friendships take a long time to build.

While I’ve been here I’ve been changing, growing, morphing into an independent adult while some people remained the same. Part of the change meant realizing when I shouldn’t waste my time with people who weren’t worth it, moving past the disappointments, and interacting with different types of people. Part of the growth meant being okay with savoring moments on my own when there wasn’t anyone around to share it with or when people back at home didn’t understand what you saw or did. It also meant being vulnerable with people I’ve only known for two months and yet taking that step to open up to them that I would normally only do with close friends. Taking that chance meant some people responded well to it while others didn’t. Yet because I took that chance, I’ve made close friendships faster than I have ever before.

Lindy: My friend, flatmate, & hiking partner

Lindy: My friend, flatmate, & hiking partner

The (Near) Ending: Now I’m in the process of emerging from the things I’ve went through from the homesickness to changes in friendships to developments in new friendships to discovering my passion and to learning more about my strengths and weaknesses. Spring break is now here and these past two days have been nothing but sunshine. I see shorts, dresses, sunglasses, flowers, and changes that I welcome.

More importantly, I found love again. I see the place that I live in as my home, as a place where pain happened, but also endurance, and character through endurance, and hope through the character. Now I fear leaving. Time is running out and I feel like I still have so much to learn, so much to see, do, and experience. I will miss being able to travel with friends, learning, and stumbling upon beautiful landscapes.

Loch Ness

Loch Ness

I love Scotland. I love it because of what it is but also what it has done for me. Although I’ll have to leave all this behind soon, slowly, with time, I’m preparing to let go. Rather than think of the fear and anxieties of leaving, I treasure the moments of spring, friends, and traveling all the more. Love is freedom and the love that my parents had for me enabled me to come here and love is what drove my growth during my time here. Now, it’s my turn to show my love for Scotland.

Calton Hill

Calton Hill


Jackie in Switzerland: T-minus 1 Week

January 22, 2015

Bonjour à tous! I’m Jackie and this semester I’ll be blogging through a (hopefully) amazing semester at the Université de Lausanne in Switzerland! I’m a sophomore at the University of Richmond, and I’m majoring in International Studies; World Politics and Diplomacy and French.

I leave in a week for Lausanne to start with a pre-semester language course to get my brain working in French mode again. I promise I know French, which is kind of important since I will later be taking all of my regular classes with Swiss students, entirely in French. My actual classes don’t start until February 16th, so at least by that time I’ll be more comfortable with the campus and the city. I’ve only ever been out of the country once in my life- when I studied abroad in France last summer. That experience only lasted a month, but it was the best month of summer I have ever spent. I can only imagine what incredible things I’ll be doing for 5 whole months in Lausanne.

I haven’t had much time to think about the fact that I am leaving to live in a country that I have never visited before, to study in a language that isn’t my first, and to go there not knowing a single soul. Of course all of the nerves and anticipation kick in the week right before I leave, when everything starts to feel real. I can’t tell if I’m anxious, excited, terrified, or possibly all three at the same time. I’m anxious to see the place where I will be spending all of my time for the next 5 months. I have looked up every picture imaginable and have even Google Mapped my dorm building so I could see what it looks like from the outside. I don’t think that there is a single picture of my host University that I have not seen yet; clearly I have been on winter break for far too long.

I’m excited to return to the wonderful, magnificent, beautiful thing that is French bread. Baguettes are possibly my favorite thing on the planet, and I fully intend to eat one, or two, everyday while I am in Switzerland and I will not think twice about it. Aside from the food, I cannot wait to be in a country that speaks French again, I miss speaking it and I can’t wait to get better. There’s something really cool about studying a language and then getting to actually use it someday, especially since all of my classes are in French (this is where the terrifying part sets in).

For weeks I have been asking myself, “what if the classes are too hard?”, “how are you going to keep up with actual Swiss students?”, and the worst of all “are you sure you really know French?” I am clearly obsessing, but I think that’s okay because part of the whole study abroad experience is jumping into the uncomfortable and figuring out how to handle it. Going to a country that speaks a different language can be intimidating, but going in head-first is the best way to learn. So here I go!

P.S. I didn’t talk about packing in this post, even though it’s something that is very difficult in preparing to study abroad. This is because the task is so hard that I have not started it yet! Procrastination is for more than just schoolwork.


Fabiana in China: First Day

January 12, 2015

“Why is it this hard?” I asked.

“What is?” he answered.

“Leaving. I knew I was going to leave the minute I got here. So why is it this hard?”

“Maybe it’s because every time you leave somewhere that’s important to you, you leave a part of you there.”

He was right. Parting Bolivia always meant leaving a part of me. Painful, but in my eyes, necessary.

I left home when I was sixteen because I felt limited. Bolivian youth was bred under the idea that we could not change the reality of our country, they set boundaries between what was “do-able” and “unreachable” and with that limited our possibilities.

I was lucky enough to be able to build the path I was eagerly looking for and become someone that now realizes that taking roads less traveled are difficult but essential. The innumerable experiences and qualities I found along the way have taught me that my horizon must not be full of dreams, but also actions.

The feeling I get after leaving Bolivia reminds me of the work I’ve started and still have left to complete.

2 days, 13 hours and 10 minutes.

That was the insane amount of travelling it took for me to get from Bolivia to China. It took only 1 minute however, to forget about how tired I was as soon I saw Lang 老师 (Jun Lang) and a sign that read “Chinese Studies Institute.” I couldn’t believe I was that happy to see a familiar face.

Lang 老师 (“lang laoshi” which stands for Teacher Lang) was my Elementary Chinese teacher back in Richmond. She was the one who encouraged me to apply for the program and since then, never left my side. She hugged me and put us both in a cab on our way to my new apartment.

I was the last one to arrive to the apartment where I and 5 other girls would be sharing it with a teacher. The apartment was quite fancy for Chinese standards, it was pretty big and clean, and seemed to have covered the basic necessities. Ma 老师 (the teacher I would be living with) showed me around and introduced me to my beautiful and exotic roommate, Ble. Ble is from Madagascar and attends Wooster College back in the States. She was warm and friendly, so we started on the right track.

It’s getting late now and I should be heading to bed. Tomorrow will be a big day.

Taking a taste of home with me: Trimate Tea, a mixture of anise, chamomile and coca leaf tea.

Taking a taste of home with me: Trimate Tea, a mixture of anise, chamomile and coca leaf tea.

Defrosted in Chicago

Defrosted in Chicago

A bed I'll call my own for the next 4 months

A bed I’ll call my own for the next 4 months


Becca in Hungary: The Journey Begins!

January 9, 2015

I can’t believe the time has come! In less than a week I will be boarding a plane to study abroad in Europe… for five months!! Growing up in rural Ohio, I unfortunately was not exposed to a broad range of cultural diversity. My family always joked that our trips to Canada were our way of experiencing “Europe” since a trip to Europe did not seem to be a card that would be dealt to our family. That deck of cards changed for me when I was a junior in high school. My Latin teacher proposed a trip to take his seven Latin students to Italy and Greece, so we could learn more about the Ancient Roman Empire. This trip changed my life because it sparked my desire for international learning and travel. When I was a senior in high school prowling the internet for my future college, I came upon the University of Richmond. One thing that I loved about Richmond was their focus on international education. The school strives to not only bring international students to America, but also give UR students a chance to go to another country. That was one of many reasons I choose to go to Richmond.

Now as a junior here at the University of Richmond I am proud to say I am taking full advantage of Richmond’s international education program. Some of the first students I met and befriended here were from India, England, and beyond. This upcoming semester I get to take part in Richmond’s incredible study abroad program. My destination will be Budapest, Hungary!

One of the main questions everyone has is “why Budapest”? Budapest is definitely not the most common study abroad destination, but since I was a freshman I knew I wanted to study abroad there. For starters, I LOVE Hungarian food! My great-grandma was Hungarian and with her came all of her wonderful recipes that are stilled used with my family. Second, Budapest is beautiful! Many tourists refer to Budapest as the “Paris of the East” because of the city’s breathtaking sites and views. And lastly, I want to learn a lot of math in Budapest. You read that right! I am going to Budapest for a math and computer science program. One branch of mathematics I am interested in is graph theory. I won’t go into all the details of what that is, BUT it just so happens that almost every graph theorist is Hungarian. While I am at this program I will be able to learn about graph theory from the people who basically invented it! So as you can see, Budapest is perfect for me. It will provide pleasure for my stomach, beauty for my eyes, and curiosity for my brain… Can you really get better than that?!

But for now, my life consists of just three things: packing, planning, and preparing. Be on the lookout for an update on my arrival to Budapest!


Fabiana in China: Before Departure

January 5, 2015

Luckily, “studying abroad” has been a familiar phrase in my life.

Born in Bolivia, raised in both Bolivia and United States, finishing high school in Hong Kong and attending college at the University of Richmond somehow contributes to this perpetual “studying abroad” state. In a short period of time however, I’ll be able to add Beijing to this whirlwind – and add another study abroad experience on top of my study abroad. How incredibly lucky I am!

As an International Business and Chinese Studies double major I thought that going to the Chinese Studies Institute at Peking University would be a great opportunity. I would be finally getting over any insecurity I have with my Chinese language, and get to see China with more mature eyes. I decided to take the “immersion track” offered by the Institute, meaning that during my four months of study I will devote myself to Chinese language training full time. With 27 hours of in-class instruction per week, according to the program’s website, “it is a perfect opportunity for those who want to challenge themselves and test the limits of their courage, endurance and excitement.”

For those who know me, know that in face of challenge I like to recycle the quote “If your dreams don’t scare you, they are not big enough.” Oh yes. I am scared, but surely excited. I am aware that high achievement always takes place in the framework of high expectation.

So I shouldn’t be that scared right? I mean, I’ve lived in Hong Kong for two years and I sorta-kinda know Chinese, so why am I this scared? Could it be the language pledge I have to sign? Or arriving at the airport and being expected to be fluent in Chinese? I’ve heard horror stories about “immersion track” students barely talking to anyone during the first two weeks. I guess I’ll just have to experience it all by myself.

Luggage, saying good-bye, being fully independent again. It’s all coming back to me.

With five days left to my departure, all I want to do at this point is enjoy home, family and my boyfriend.

Days should go by quickly.

Fabiana

Ever since I started studying abroad I realized that I was gaining so much more than education, I was building myself with bits and pieces of everything I saw, touched and tasted. The friendships I’ve made, the places I have seen… they were all the result of my choices. We are our choices. I can’t wait to add more pins to this board.


KyungSun in Scotland: The Departure Countdown

January 5, 2015

Hello everyone! My name is KyungSun and I will be studying abroad this semester at the University of Edinburgh. I’m currently a junior studying Social Entrepreneurship as part of an Interdisciplinary Studies major. Social Entrepreneurship is the idea of finding innovative solutions to solve some of our world’s pressing social problems such as poverty or lack of access to healthcare. I decided to create my own major after going to the Dominican Republic with my Global Health living and learning community. I realized that poverty is not just a political issue, but an interdisciplinary issue that requires locals and people across all disciplines to work together.

At the University of Edinburgh, I received an amazing opportunity to work with these social issues as an intern at the Scottish Parliament. I’m really excited to get out of the classroom and see how the Parliament tackles its toughest issues. But first, I’ll be taking three political science classes which end in – believe it or not – mid-February. I can’t believe I’ll be diving right into final exams once classes end – wish me luck!

As far as the city of Edinburgh itself, I know three things:

1. It’s a beautiful, diverse, and photogenic city.

2. It’s going to be crazy windy! One student told me he broke three umbrellas while he was there!

3. It’s a place with endless stories. I’m not just talking about J.K. Rowling writing her first draft of Harry Potter in Edinburgh. Everyone I’ve talked to from former abroad students to professors have had a story to tell about the city.

Some of the differences do make me nervous. The University of Edinburgh will be very unlike UR. I’ll be going from a class size of 20 to lectures with over 100 students. I’ll also be living at the heart of a bustling city which is a big change to our isolated campus. I definitely love visiting cities, but I haven’t lived in one since I was five. However, I came across this video that showed me what living in Edinburgh will be like, which I discovered is going to be pretty cool. Check it out:

The main thing my friends and family keep telling me is that I’ll have a great time abroad. Subconsciously, this makes me feel pressured to make every day momentous and fun. However, I know that in reality I’ll have days where I won’t have anything exciting planned. That’s why my number one goal is to go out and explore every day. I may not end up doing anything memorable or significant. But if I find myself with two hours of free time, I’m going to spend that time getting to know Scotland better. I’ll try a new cafe. Hang out in the castle. Maybe take a bus to the outskirts. I’m open to wherever the road may take me.

The countdown for my departure has already begun and in less than a week I’ll be in Edinburgh. If there was a word for being nervous and excited simultaneously, then that’s how I’m feeling right now. I can’t wait to be in the city that I’ve heard so much about and I’m excited to have you all following me on my adventures. Stay tuned and I’ll talk to you all next week!


Jack in Czech Republic: Pre-Flight Angst

September 11, 2014
Hello readers!
So let me give you a quick 411 about myself. I am Jack and I am a passionate sports fan from Worcester, Massachusetts. I am double majoring in Leadership Studies and Journalism. Oh yeah, and I am studying in Prague this semester.

So in less than 24 hours I will board a flight in Boston that marks the beginning of my coming semester in Prague. Ever since I learned I would be attending Charles University, I have been waiting to type that sentence. Yet, it still does not feel real to me, partially because I am not (yet) nervous about living in a foreign city where I do not know anyone well. I expected to be filled with anxiety the night before I leave, but for the most part, it has yet to come. My best hypothesis for my lack of angst: there are many other things that I am maybe illogically concerned about. Here are a few:

Cooking: Let me tell you, I make a mean peanut butter and jelly sandwich. That’s not all; my milk-to-cereal ratio in a bowl of cereal is inimitable. After these two works of art, however, my cooking skills drastically fall. Ideally, I don’t want to live off PB&Js and cereal for months, so I’m going to have to figure out other ways to feed myself. When I explained my cooking deficiencies to my mother a week ago she told me I should have started learning basic cooking techniques at the beginning of the summer. She was probably right. Angst level is high.

Housing: Students in my program live in flats or apartments amongst other Czech citizens, which will be a great way to gain exposure to the city and culture. Currently, I am missing an essential piece of this equation: a flat or apartment. The other students and I will spend the first few days looking for places to live, and our program leaders have assured us we will all find a place to live. I’m sure they know what they are talking about, but, like, what if? More angst.

Maps: My sense of direction is so bad that people will ask me if I’m serious when I request directions to a place I’ve been several times. In the States, however, I use my 4G network-run GPS whenever I have any doubts of where I’m going. In Europe, I will need to (Gasp!) read a map.

Not being nervous: Despite the aforementioned concerns, I am generally confident going into this experience. Shouldn’t I be scared? I am not a daredevil nor am I a veteran traveler. Here’s my best guess why I’m surprisingly self-confident: the amount of encouragement I have received from people who have visited Prague assures me that I will absolutely love the city. This encouragement has suppressed my worries, and now all I want to do is step on my plane.

Thanks for reading!

Selfie of the week: Because I am an egotistical millennial, here is the selfie of the week

One of the hardest parts about leaving has been saying goodbye to my dog, Louie. Oh yea, and my parents and sister, too

One of the hardest parts about leaving has been saying goodbye to my dog, Louie. Oh yea, and my parents and sister, too


Oliver in Spain: Today’s the Day!

September 2, 2014

It is finally September 2nd! In less than 12 hours I will be boarding my flight at JFK and beginning my adventure. I spent all day yesterday packing so I think I’m ready to go, other than small tasks like shaving my face in preparation for the 4 month beard that I’m shooting for (we’ll see how long that lasts).

There is really nothing like the day of your flight though. My closet is completely empty, my room feels stripped, and there is a nagging feeling of apprehension. I’ve been traveling all my life, thanks to my English parents, but living somewhere new by myself is a different sensation. The excitement is unparalleled. But with that excitement comes a whole lot of nerves. How will I survive with speaking Spanish 24/7? Will I be able to make new friends quickly? Will I lose some friends from UR because I won’t see them for 8 months (including summer)? I have all these questions running through my head and I have been doing well taking it day by day. But now they are all crashing down on me because I don’t have any more days to spare.

But I am ready. It is as simple as that. Even with hundreds of questions swirling through my mind and subconsciously speaking to myself in Spanish while taking a shower, I am mentally prepared for this trip. Everything has fallen into place thus far and I am confident it will continue to do so in the coming weeks with classes and what not. My plane will land in Valencia at 1 and I will then take a bus to the Valencia Soccer Stadium with the program, where I will meet my host family. Step by step, I will get accustomed to living in Valencia. After all, that’s my new home for the next four months.

With this checklist completed, I feel ready to take on my semester abroad!

With this checklist completed, I feel ready to take on my semester abroad!

This semester will be like nothing I have ever experienced. I will be pushed out of my comfort zone and thrown into a situation with almost no one I know. I will miss spending a semester with my friends at Richmond, but who could pass up on going to school in Spain and traveling to new countries every other weekend. This is going to be a crazy ride and I am about ready to buckle up!

My bags are packed and ready to go

My bags are packed and ready to go

My next post will be from Valencia! I should have a bunch of pictures for that one. Until then, wish me a safe flight!

Cheers,

Oliver


Diana in Germany: The Preparation Stage

September 2, 2014

Born and bred “Baltimoron” attempting to double major in biology and environmental studies here! It is my pleasure and privilege to share my thoughts with you as I experience IES Abroad’s Environmental Studies and Sustainability program in Freiburg, Germany.

Originally, I entirely avoided looking at Europe for study abroad and instead set my sights on Trinidad and Tobago. Hands-on exposure to the biodiversity there was the driving force behind the idea. However my mom saw the murder rate is top ten in the world and asked me to consider more options first.

Heading into the Office for International Education at my school, University of Richmond, I was pretty clueless on what to do next. My study abroad advisor, Abby Ward, had the solution up her sleeve: an environmental program in Freiburg, Germany with plenty of hands-on experience. Freiburg is also arguably the most eco-friendly city in an already eco-conscious country. The city is close to both the French and Swiss borders (see map below), so is a prime location for the various field trips to the Black Forest, Swiss Alps, Rhine River and Vosges Mountains. After that conversation there were no doubts that this would be the study abroad experience for me.

Freiburg is located only 32 and 20 miles from the Swiss and French borders respectively Source: http://www.kraftyone.com/GermanyMap.gif

Freiburg is located only 32 and 20 miles from the Swiss and French borders respectively
Source: http://www.kraftyone.com/GermanyMap.gif

Thankfully I have already finished shopping and packing at this point, but now the “waiting” part is driving me insane. To distract myself from the huge transition looming in my future I made a road trip from Baltimore to Philly to New York City and back. In the past week I also went to a 21st birthday party that actually signifies a milestone, a classic rock concert, and an Orioles baseball game.

Statue of Liberty with my UR roommate as part of my mini-American tour

Statue of Liberty with my UR roommate as part of my mini-American tour

Baltimore Orioles game with my father

Baltimore Orioles game with my father

Stuffing “home” and “region” into a few weeks was a beautiful distraction, but it’s time to face the truth – the time between now and my flight to Germany is approximately 60 hours. I feel anxious, excited, and sometimes scared out of my mind (For instance, I don’t speak any German yet). Overcoming that fear and feeling of strangeness is going to be extremely rewarding. The next few months will be a roller coaster of emotions and experiences.

Indeed the Student Handbook for the IES program contained an image depicting the 10 stages of psychological states in the study abroad process and it looks quite like a roller coaster track. There are dips, (missing home, not feeling immediately attuned to the new culture), curves (periods of rapidly changing perspective), and peaks (gaining comprehension of German language and culture, greater knowledge of the surrounding area). My one experience with transition (from home in Baltimore to college in Richmond) is nowhere near as extreme as the one I am about to embark on. Understanding these emotional ups and downs might help, but past experiences and this graphic are not the things that have prepared me for this trip. I’m ready because my spirit is open for the new people, places, and perspectives waiting for me just around the corner.

Study Abroad Emotional Roller Coaster

Study Abroad Emotional Roller Coaster

Tune in next week to hear about my travel and orientation experience!