Introduction: Why I am Studying Abroad (posted by Jimmy in England)

September 28, 2012

This is for all the dreamers out there.  Please take a seat; I want to tell you a story.  My name is Jimmy and I am from the best city in the world… Buffalo, New York.  I am in my third year at the University of Richmond and somehow I am about to board a plane for London.  This year I will be taking my talents to the University of Oxford.  It’s not South Beach and I am not Lebron James, but I feel just about as good as anybody that has the ability to move to Miami and play for the Heat.  (If you don’t get the corny joke, YouTube ‘Lebron James Decision’)   I am currently sitting in Dulles International Airport waiting to start a long journey that will end in late June.  Over the next 9 months, I will be studying in the Biochemistry department at Oxford.  But this post is not about the future, it’s about the past.  It’s about how I got here, an hour and a half away from starting a journey that will change my life.

It all started last December after I had finished my final exams.  I had just started the long ten hour drive from the beautiful UR campus back home to Buffalo, NY.  I like the long drives because it allows me to decompress after a challenging semester of college.  This time, I spent a good amount of the drive wondering if I had made the right decision.  Before I get to that decision let me explain one thing.  I had never wanted to study abroad.  I am a manager for our Men’s Basketball program, and never wanted to miss part of the season with the team.  The official season for college basketball runs from mid October to early April.  If I had planned to study abroad, it would have cut into half of the season because most study abroad programs run one semester.

So what was the decision? Last year I was an orientation advisor (OA).  As an OA, students help incoming freshmen get adjusted to college life.  The people that are in charge of OAs are called Orientation Leadership.  I had desperately wanted to be on the Orientation Leadership team since my freshman year.  So why, then, did I turn down the job when it was offered to me for this year?  Well that was because of a lesson that my parents taught me when I was growing up- Family comes first and everything else comes second.  Now this isn’t about my real family (Mom, Dad, Phil, Joey, and PJ) but about my other family.  Like I said, I am a manager for our Men’s Basketball program.  The players have made me one of their own and the coaches have taken me under their wing.  Outside of my parents, they have been some of the most important role models in my life.  That, to me, is family.  As Maya Angelou once said, “I’ve learned through life that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”  The basketball team has made me feel like a part of the family and so  I denied a secure job for the potential of going on a two week tour of Italy and Switzerland with the team.  The dates for Orientation conflicted with the dates for the trip, so I couldn’t do both. To make the decision even harder, there was no guarantee that I’d actually go on the trip, seeing as we have 12 managers on the staff and three rising seniors.  By choosing the potential trip with the basketball team over the opportunity to be on the OA Leadership team, I inadvertently gave myself the opportunity to go abroad for a semester or year.  If I had taken the OA Leadership position, not only would I not have had a chance to go abroad with the basketball team, but I would not have been able to go abroad for a semester or year either, because members of the OA Leadership team commit to staying on campus for the remaining two years to help with orientation.  The thought of studying abroad would never have crossed my mind.

With all of that running through my head, I drove home.  It had been a long semester of 5.5 classes and I needed a break.  I had gotten caught up in lots of work that I had forgotten how enjoyable it was to be a college student. During winter break I decided that I needed to change something.  As Steve Jobs said in his 2005 commencement speech at Stanford University, “For the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am going to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”   One day over winter break I received an email from the Office of International Education.  They send out tons of emails to sophomores telling them that they should study abroad.  Every time that they sent one, I deleted the message before opening it.  This time, I took a look.  I needed to change something.  After that I sat down with my parents and went through every program, crossing off schools one by one.  When I got it down to my final two choices I asked a few people which one I should choose and received lots of good advice.  All of the advice pointed towards Oxford, a full-year study abroad program, and the rest is history.

Over the next 9 months I hope to learn, grow and explore a different culture.  I hope to enjoy my time abroad and work hard to study some biochemistry.  But most importantly, I hope that this blog will inspire you to get up, go and follow your dreams.  Why waste your time doing anything else?  In the words of Coach Mooney, “You’ve got a chance to be great today kid!”  Go be it and I will talk to you soon.

“Sometimes you imagine that everything could have been different for you, that if only you had gone right one day when you chose to go left, you would be living a life you could never have anticipated. But at other times you think there was no other way forward–that you were always bound to end up exactly where you have.”

― Kevin Brockmeier, The View from the Seventh Layer


Kati In Spain: An Introduction (posted by Kati in Spain)

August 20, 2012

Even though I am sitting in the Madrid airport watching planes and people come and go, I still can’t really believe that I am officially studying abroad. I have wanted to study abroad ever since I knew that such an option existed, and what better place to improve my Spanish and experience a wide variety of cultures than Spain. Settling on a city, however, was a more difficult decision. I chose Santiago de Compostela because it is an uncommon destination for most English-speakers, and one of my goals for this semester is deep linguistic and cultural immersion. Further, the University of Santiago de Compostela is one of the oldest and most prestigious schools in Spain, and it has renowned departments of Psychology and Spanish Philology and Literature, which are my areas of major study. Judging by the smiles, the nods of approval, and the words of happy surprise Spaniards have offered in response to my decision, I think I have made a good choice.

I know that the next 126 days are going to be some of the most memorable days of my life, and I am certainly off to a good start! The young woman who checked my bags in Boston and I have friends in common, and she kindly gave me a free pass to the Iberia VIP lounge to wait for my flight. On the plane to Madrid, I was fortunate enough to sit next to a kind Spaniard who has been completing her post-doctorate at Boston University, and she offered me invaluable advice on moving to Spain in addition to coaching me on a few Spanish colloquialisms and idiomatic expressions. And as I have been sitting here in the Madrid airport, I have met a gentleman from Majorca (a Spanish island in the Mediterranean) who is traveling to San Francisco, and we have swapped travel tips and touristy information about our respective destinations. And I haven’t even arrived at Santiago de Compostela yet!

It’s hard to believe all of the steps that it has taken to get me to this seat in the Madrid airport. Tentative planning, preliminary applications, meetings, course approval forms, letters of intent, final applications, academic contracts, housing questionnaires, more meetings, Spanish fluency-level placement tests, dorm-room reservations, visa applications, host family introductions, money transfers, booking flights, buying luggage, opening bank accounts, writing letters, coordinating phone plans, packing, researching, running errands, stressing, repacking, see-you-laters, lots of hugs, and, finally, getting on the plane. I would not be sitting in this seat without the unwavering support of many, many people. Thank you all for believing in me and for allowing me this opportunity.

Quote of the week: “Every man dies. Not every man lives.” -Tim Robbins


Alter Schwede: Sweden in 6 Days (posted by Indira in Sweden)

July 26, 2012

As I’m spending the last days at home I anxiously await the adventure that is about to start in only 6 days; I’m moving to Sweden to start my fall semester abroad.

I am Indira and I’m from Bosnia and Herzegovina. I am a rising junior double majoring in International Studies and German Studies. My main interests revolve around internationalism, traveling and culture – all of which are a major component of the University of Richmond study abroad program.

My fall semester I will be spending at the Uppsala University in Uppsala, Sweden. Together with other international, exchange and Swedish students I will be taking a wide range of classes with main focuses in government and sustainable development. Uppsala University is well-known for both of these fields, as well as for its natural and computer sciences departments. It is one of Europe’s oldest and best universities located in a city that it brings together tradition, education and youth. It’s a unique example of the ‘old meets new’ kind of place. These were the main reasons I chose Uppsala University over other exchange programs.

Before I start my classes in September I will participate in the IBS (Intensive Course in Swedish) program with other exchange students from around the world. This will be a perfect opportunity to settle  into a new place and learn my way around before the semester truly starts. Apart from that, I will learn some of the language so I’ll be able to make basic conversation in one of the most interesting languages I’ve encountered – Swedish. Language is a rather interesting thing in Sweden. This Scandinavian country is almost bilingual because everyone speaks English and children start having English classes from early on.

In Uppsala I will be living in the accommodation area called Flogsta, which is a complex of multiple buildings typical of the communist architecture. I am really excited to start my adventure and move to a place that is completely different from Richmond in so many ways.

Right now I’m trying to think of all the things I need to pack before Sunday and then I am ready for my Swedish adventure!


“I’m leaving on a jetplane…

June 14, 2012

…don’t know when I’ll be back again.  Oh babe, I hate to go”.  Those are the lyrics from a song that was sung each year the night before graduation by an a capella group I was in at my high school.  For some reason this was the only thing I could think of as I was packing to leave.  Based on the title of this post you’ve probably already guessed that I’m back in Virginia safe and sound!

It was a long journey, but I made it back to the U.S. three days ago.  I wanted to wait until I was unpacked and settled to thank you all for following me to and from the Netherlands.  I thought I’d start this post by telling you about my trip from the Netherlands to the United States.  What was supposed to be two flights spanning one day turned into two flights spanning two days.  My first flight from Amsterdam to London was delayed approximately an hour and a half because of bad weather in London.

Because of that I missed my connecting flight to the U.S. since my layover in London was only an hour and a half.  Luckily my mom was there to handle it.  She had been in a similar situation dealing with re-booking flights and finding a place to stay for the night.  If she wasn’t there I honestly might have spent the night in the London airport!  Fortunately, I didn’t have to spend the night in the airport, but I did have go back at 4:30 a.m. in order to make my 7:30 a.m. flight.

I managed to get a few hours of sleep on the plane then landed in the U.S.  I thought my long two-day journey was finally over.  It wasn’t.  I waiting at the baggage terminal only to be told that my luggage was still in London!  After filling out a claim I was finally on my way home.  First stop: Chipotle.  There’s not a lot of fast food in Maastricht actually, it’s basically non-existent compared to the U.S.  Towards the end of my trip I was missing fast food for the sheer fact that it meant I didn’t have to cook for at least one meal.  Now that I’ve gotten my fill of fast food and I’m all unpacked, the next thing on my list is to overcome the jet-lag.  For the past few nights I’ve been going to bed around 8 or 9 p.m. (which is 2 or 3 am in the Netherlands) and waking up around 6 a.m.

For those of you who don’t know me, I cherish the weekends because it means I get to sleep in.  Waking up at 6 am is not an ideal time for me, but thankfully I’m slowly overcoming the jet-lag.  Needless to say I’m slowly but surely re-adjusting to being back home.  It’s different from the Netherlands in many ways.  For example, among other things, I’m back to driving instead of walking or biking and the sun goes down earlier.

Even though it was time to come back home and I couldn’t stay in the Netherlands forever (especially since I’m graduating next year) I will truly miss Maastricht and all of the people I met while I was there.  It’s funny how fast a place can become home.  Being in Maastricht and away from everything that was familiar taught me how to be patient.  Maastricht was such a small, slower paced city compared to Richmond.  It was nice going around and seeing people who I knew while I was on my way to school, the grocery store, or home.  It was nice to be able to take my time going somewhere instead of rushing.  That is one thing that I will miss once I’m fully back to reality and have to go to class and work.

Maastricht will always have a special place in my heart, and I’m glad that I had the opportunity to go.  I made the best choice I could have made and have no regrets about my time in Maastricht.  I took advantage of a variety of things that was offered to me and was able to have a well-rounded experience.  Basically what I’m trying to say is that my study abroad experience was something that I am grateful for and it is something that  I will never forget.


Time flies when you’re having fun

June 4, 2012

It’s been a while since you all last read about my adventure in the Netherlands so I’ll start this post by quickly summarizing what I’ve been up to for the past two weeks.  Since Queen’s Day I have spent a weekend in Paris and I fell in love.  I’ve heard a lot of mixed reviews about Paris, but after going and seeing it for myself I gained an appreciation for its rich culture, famous sites and history.  My favorite place was the Eiffel Tower.

I spent the following weekend in Belgium.  If you recall from a previous post I went on a trip called Discover Holland (I went to six cities in two days).  This was similar; Discover Belgium was four cities in two days.  It was a lot of fun.  Good waffles and chocolate, but it reminded me a lot of the Netherlands, so I personally was a little disappointed.

During my last weekend, I spent time studying and writing papers since it was our exam week.  Today was the last day so I am done with my two papers, one take home exam and one group paper/final negotiation which means that I am officially a senior!  My study abroad experience went by really quickly and it’s strange to think that I’m leaving Maastricht soon.  It’s  stranger knowing that I’m graduating next year, but I’m looking forward to seeing what the future holds.

Even though I’m done with classes I’ll be staying in Europe for another week before coming back to the U.S.  My mom arrived today and we’re going to Italy and Switzerland to celebrate her birthday and the end of my study abroad experience.  The next time you hear from me my study abroad will officially be over and I’ll be back in the U.S.  I’m looking forward to going back home and back to the University of Richmond.  I’m curious to see how I’ll readjust to being home, and if I’ll have any moments of “reverse culture shock.”  Well, I guess time will tell.  Until next time, I hope everyone is having a great summer!

Below is a picture from Drielandenpunt (means three countries in English).  This is the point where the Netherlands, Belgium and Germany touch.  I took a day trip there with a friend before exam week started.  In the picture I have one hand in Germany, my body is in The Netherlands and my other hand is in Germany!  I thought this was so cool so I wanted to share it with all of you.


Back in the USA

May 30, 2012

I am back in the U.S. and it feels surreal to think that I just spent five months living in Bangkok.  After my traveling this year, it scares me a bit how easily I move between locations and stages of life–since August 28th when I left my hometown for my first travel experience my schedule has been: Boston, Amsterdam, Kenya, Tanzania, Kenya, Amsterdam, Germany, Amsterdam, Boston, Thailand, Cambodia, Thailand, Burma, Thailand, India, Thailand, London, Brussels, London, Boston, and soon onto DC.  I haven’t had the “ah ha, I was in Thailand” moment, which I think will come once I start going through all of my pictures.

After leaving Bangkok I spent a week and a half traveling in London and Belgium visiting my family.  I had my “oh my gosh  I’m not in Bangkok anymore” moment, when I got caught at Buckingham Palace in the freezing cold, in the midst of a ceremony practice for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee.  Red coats, black fuzzy hats and all, I was surely not in Bangkok anymore.

Throughout this time, however, and since catching up with friends at home, I am constantly asked “so how has this year, or this semester changed you?”  I can’t put it into grand and poetic terms, so I will keep it simple:

1.  I got home, and was embarrassed and appalled at how many clothes I had in my closet. So I cleaned out the whole thing and since then have given two bags of clothes to Goodwill.

2.  Before this year, I had every intention of moving to London after graduation to pursue some sort of career there.  Now I think more likely that I would move to Bangkok or somewhere in Africa.

3.  I want to learn: read books, travel, talk to people as much as I can to learn as many different things as possible.

4.  I will never ever complain that 85 degree weather in Massachusetts is “hot.”

5.  “May pen ray” is my new favorite motto.  It’s the Thai version of “hakuna matata,” meaning no worries, take it easy, everything is okay, no sweat.  It is Thailand’s slogan, and truly governs the Thai lifestyle.  And despite being extremely organized, and a very Type A personality, this is something I have really embodied this year. Just go with the flow.  It doesn’t matter. No worries. Take it easy. Adapt to the situation. Love every minute of it.  Don’t think too too much about “what if.”  Just relax, and enjoy it.

I just hope once I am back in the grind at Richmond, or even working on my internship this summer, that I can continue to keep “may pen ray” in mind. It really is a great way of living!

 


Midterms and Hiking

May 25, 2012

Are the two things that have been occupying most of my time lately.  But really, mostly hiking.  A few weeks ago my friend Bekkah from Ohio and I hiked the Jesus Trail, a 65 kilometer trail that runs from Nazareth to Capernaum.  Because of Israel’s Memorial Day and Independence Day we had a few extra days off, so we were able to take five days to complete the trail.  Most of the trail runs through small, predominantly Arab villages, farmland and parks.  We took the first two days pretty slowly, taking many long breaks beside fields or on hillsides, pondering life and soaking in the sunshine.

On Friday, however, it was a different story.  We got an early start, which was good, after spending the night in a guest shed at Yarok Oz organic goat farm.  Our first obstacle was a series of farm fields that for some reason were infested with flies.  Now I know why the Biblical plague of flies was, well, a plague.  We finally made it through that area and ended up on the outskirts of Kibbutz Lavi, where we visited their Holocaust Memorial and refilled our water bottles.

We were glad we did, because after that we ended up taking the wrong trail through the kibbutz, and by the time we realized and corrected our mistake we were four hours behind schedule and had spent so much time wandering through fields that we were dangerously low on water.  Also, a blister the size of Texas was forming on my toe.  We ended up cutting out a loop of the trail and heading straight for Moshav Arbel, where we spent the night.  The next day we climbed down Mt. Arbel and stopped for a break at a gas station.  I think we were still feeling the effects of being dehydrated the day before, because once we sat down we didn’t want to move again.  So we took a cab straight to Tiberias, where we stayed in a hostel for the night and then rented bikes and rode from Tiberias to Capernaum on Sunday.  So we ended up finishing most of the trail, just not on foot.

The whole trip was amazing, and quite possibly my favorite time here so far.

I was able to see an incredible variety of landscapes, and because we needed to ask for directions so much, we interacted with a lot of different people along the way.  There was something really meaningful about spending five days without internet, and without trying to communicate with anyone who wasn’t right there with us.  Too much of my life is spent in the virtual world of the internet and my phone, and getting away from all of that to focus on absorbing the experience of the moment was liberating and incredibly rewarding.

The following weekend the International School took us on a hiking trip in the north. the first day we hiked near Sefad, and the second day in and around the Hula Valley.  We saw Banias Falls, which was beautiful.  We slept under the stars at a campsite, which was exhilarating (but incredibly cold), and I woke up to little birds hopping around on my sleeping bag.  I’ve discovered how addicting hiking is, and I think this realization will result in a permanent lifestyle change once I return to the States.  Bekkah and I are even thinking about hiking the Appalachian Trail the summer after graduation, I’ll keep you posted on how that goes!

I have actually spent some of the time in the past four weeks doing schoolwork, studying for midterms and writing a couple of papers.  My roommate told me that I was talking in my sleep the other night, and some of what I said was in Hebrew.  So I guess that means I was dreaming at least partly in Hebrew.  This makes me quite excited; I love the idea that the language has sunk into my thoughts enough for this to happen.


Bangkok to INDIA!

May 16, 2012

I just came back from some of the most incredible five days of my life.  I have had a pretty fantastic year filled with travel – by the time I land back in the U.S. on May 22 I will have conquered eleven countries on four different continents in nine months.  And still this past week was one of the most life-changing and memorable weeks of my entire adventure.

I was given the opportunity to visit Kolkata with a friend of mine who lives in Bangkok, and who has family friends who live and work in Kolkata.  I am in the middle of finals, so the decision to go was really because I was eager to visit the non-profit organizations that our hosts work for, and despite all my travels, India was still a country that made me a bit nervous about traveling to.  So all the more reason to go!  It’s funny though, because most people don’t go to Kolkata as a final destination.  So when I mentioned that I was traveling to India, specifically Kolkata, most people asked, but where are you really going?  And exactly as I was warned Kolkata itself is a dirty, dilapidated city, that is plagued with poverty; it is inescapable.  The thing is though, that once you see past the poverty, the dirt, and the grime, there is so much to discover in Kolkata, and so much hidden beauty.  I could write pages about how amazing the trip was, but I will summarize my trip into two parts: the high and the low.

The low point of the trip was the morning of Day 3.  We had just come from an incredible (and very early) morning visit to the Mother House, where Mother Teresa lived, died, and from where she did her incredible work.  Learning about her story, seeing pictures and reading quotes which give a glimpse into her life was truly incredible.  She started the organization the Missionaries of Charity. By bringing a focus to the poor and destitute in Kolkata she did something that no one in his or her time had braved to do.

Afterward we went to visit a temple in Kolkata, home to the goddess Kali, who symbolizes war, death, and destruction.  She is also the god associated with Kolkata.  From the moment we started walking to the temple, I didn’t have a good feeling.  There were people everywhere screaming at us, trying to get us to go this way or that way.  It was mass chaos, and there was a frantic and frightening energy.  We walked through the gate past a few guards with huge guns.  As we walked in one man warned us, quite bizarrely “Just do this one thing for me, go in and don’t involve anyone else in your experience.  And do not take off your shoes.”  Well we noticed that everyone waiting in line had no shoes on.  We circled the temple to get an understanding of our surroundings and where we should line up, and passed people who looked half-dead, lying on the floors everywhere. It was overwhelming.

We finally decided to take off our shoes, but knew to carry them in because if we left them outside they would be gone by the time we came back.  But as soon as we touched our shoes a woman came over screaming and frantic telling us “No! no! no!”  She truly looked insane, and would not let us pass.  After much confusion and anxiety, us three girls finally decided to leave.  We walked away – I was in the worst mood and just didn’t know what to make of the whole experience.  Depressing? Sad? Frightening? Unnerving? Disturbing? There was something.  That night when talking to our host, she explained that the temple is known for its heavy and dark atmosphere, and that they usually warn people about going there.  As recently as November, a child sacrifice of an eleven year old, was reported at that temple.  That was definitely my low.

I have two highs.  The first was our visit on Day 4 to an organization called Freeset. Freeset works by building relationships with women in the red light district Sonagachi (home to 10,000 women who work in prostitution).  Just as a comparison, 20% of users in Thai red light districts are foreign and only .01% in Kolkata, so 80% of users are local in Thailand and 99.9% in Kolkata.

while in Thailand 80% of customers in red light districts are natives, in Kolkata 99.9% are natives.  This leads to a huge stigma of women working the line.  As a result, women who would want to leave sex work, find it difficult to find work elsewhere.  So freeset provides employment for women who are coming out of prostitution or trafficking.  Freeset makes bags out of jute (typical of India).  The company actually gets 90% of its profit by filling custom orders; for example, to many grocery stores, including Whole Foods.  So next time you are at a Whole Foods check the bags there, and see whether they have a small Freeset label.

Our visit started with Freeset’s devotion time.  The organization is Christian based, and at the beginning of each morning all the women and staff come together and have worship time. It was in Bengali so of course I didn’t understand anything; but it was a beautiful and touching moment.  All of these women, dressed in their incredibly beautiful saris, surrounded by the employees who care so much about them and their children, joining together before the start of the day.  Throughout our tour we saw over and over again just how happy the women are there, but also how dedicated and down to earth the staff are.  It is incredible to see an organization that really is just as amazing as it sounds on paper.  Even more impressive is that Freeset is a business and fully sustainable.

The second high of the week was talking with, and spending time with our hosts.  They are a young couple both working with human trafficking organizations.  They are well-educated, intellectual, fun, relaxed, down-to-earth, and have created a life in Kolkata doing this incredible work.  As someone who is completely unsure of what to do in the future, it was incredible to see such an example of a couple who are individually pursing their passions.  They took the time to talk to us about their work, and to give us advice for the future, and helped us to see a different side of Kolkata.  The week also included a bit of sight seeing, and observing the many sights to see in Kolkata – when you look beyond the intense pollution, you notice incredible european style buildings, and beautiful colors all around the city. The whole week was really an incredible way to end my semester in Asia!


Reflection week part 2: Cheese & Delftware

April 30, 2012

Hello everyone.  So as I told you last week, I spent the first part of my reflection week in Berlin with one of my Sorority sisters.  We had a nice few days and it was really hard to say goodbye and get on separate planes.  I don’t think I realized just how much I missed my friends and family until I had to say goodbye in the airport.  After parting ways I went back home to Maastricht to relax for a few days and mentally prepare for period 5 (the second part of the semester and my new classes).  The day after I got home a friend asked me if I wanted to go to Alkmaar and Delft with her for a day trip.  I said “why not”, so we got up early and headed up north (still in The Netherlands) to Alkmaar.  Alkmaar is known for its traditional cheese markets.  They open in April and we were going on the first day they were open to see the cheese markets in action.  People were dressed in what seemed to be traditional clothes.  Two men ran back and forth across the market carrying cheese on what looked like a sled (see picture below).

It’s funny because before I left to come to The Netherlands, I stumbled across a TV show that was about traveling around The Netherlands (specifically Holland, which is a province in the north).  One of the places they went was Alkmaar.  These TV shows were a little dated, but the cheese market looked the same.  It was kind of cool visiting a place you’d seen on TV since that doesn’t happen very often; at least not for me.

After tasting a variety of some of the best cheese I’ve had in my entire life we got back on the train and headed to Delft.  On the way to Delft my friend and I literally jumped out of our seats and moved to the seats across from us because saw tulips!  So many colors and there fields of them everywhere!  It was so pretty.  Since the weather was just starting to warm up, most plants hadn’t bloomed yet so it was nice seeing all the colors.

After the fields of tulips, we made it to Delft, is known for its blue and white Delftware.  It’s pretty funny because during orientation at UCM, one of the speakers told us how the majority of the things The Netherlands are known for don’t actually come from here.  One of the examples was tulips which are apparently Turkish.  Another example was the Delftware pottery which he said is from China.  I figured since I can’t go to China, I’ll go to Delft.  They have several museums dedicated to showcasing the Delftware and of course just about all of the souvenir shops claim to have “The Best Delftware” or to be “The original Delftware”.  I took a picture of a variety of it so you have an idea of what it looks like and what types of things are made.

My favorite place was probably Alkmaar for the simple fact that you could taste cheese (for those of you who don’t know me very well, I absolutely love cheese).  After a very long trip, we made it home.  For the next two days I relaxed and started preparing for the next period’s classes.  This period I’m taking Theorizing Terrorism: A Philosophical Approach, Rights of the Child, and Strategy and Negotiation Skills.  So far, and it feels really weird saying this, but I really like my Theorizing Terrorism course; I think it may be my favorite.  Although we have deep discussions and terrorism isn’t a light, fluffy subject to talk about I’m learning a lot from this course.  For example, as an American, my idea of what/who is a terrorist is heavily defined by 9/11, but this course is causing me to think outside of that isolated incident and look at terrorism from different angles in order to shape my personal definition of terrorism.

Ok well I guess I should end on a lighter note than terrorism so with that being said, I recommend a trip to Alkmaar; cheese and music everywhere!


Happy Thai New Year!

April 23, 2012

This past weekend I celebrated Songkran, the official Thai New Year (Thais observe the Buddhist calendar).  Students were given two days off from school forming a nice four-day weekend, so of course in true exchange-student style, this only meant an opportunity to travel.  The plan had been to go to Laos, but last minute travel changes, and completely sold out tickets for all of the days surrounding Songkran, instead sent me to Koh Tao, a small island off of the east coast of the Thailand.  Songkran is the most important holiday for Thai’s, so most locals leave Bangkok to go back to their “hometown,” wherever that may be.  We were disappointed we weren’t able to go to Laos, but Koh Tao was not a bad second choice!

Songkran itself is often described as one, huge, non-stop waterfight: and that is EXACTLY what it is.  We left from Khao San road on Thursday evening, the night before the official day of celebration.  Khao San is the official backpacker haven, so Thursday night the Songkran festivities had already begun.  We had a short walk on the actual Khao San road, but little did we know what was in store for us: one BIG water fight.  Involving baby powder.  What? Yeah, that’s what we thought too.  But part of the Songkran fun is mixing baby powder with water to create a nice white paste that you smear all over yourself, and strangers.  Let me try and set the scene for you: loud music…waterguns…buckets of water…young Thais and foreigners (but mostly Thais) jumping up and down in the streets throwing water everywhere…store owners and their children outside their shops throwing water on everyone…small children with squirt guns…small plastic pouches around each persons neck protecting valuables…hoards of people running through the streets…I’m walking, I’m hoping that people will take pity on a dry girl clearly prepared for travel, but no luck: squirt gun in the back, slap on the cheek smearing baby powder all over my face, shoved in all directions; no mercy.  Needless to say, in a country where the locals are so kind, normally shy and very conservative, this was a side of Thailand I had never seen before. (and because of the water….sadly I have no pictures of the whole event).

Koh Tao (a seven hour bus ride, and a two hour boat ride away) was also crazy the day we arrived, the official Songkran holiday.  Imagine there being no social rules about pouring water onto strangers, or drenching them with a water gun.  Everyone we walked by had a water gun in hand, many of them with a water supply on their back.  It was hilarious.  Those riding on motorbikes, small children, families: no one was spared.  Needless to say after Songkran was over things quieted down a lot –  and from there on we enjoyed an amazingly relaxing weekend: lying on the beach, enjoying the INCREDIBLE views, venturing over to a nearby island with an amazing viewpoint, and snorkeling.  We had delicious meals on the beach, and saw some of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen!  Koh Tao is known for its scuba diving, and  while we didn’t have the time or the money to scuba dive, the snorkeling was breathtaking: just two feet off-shore on my first venture into the water and there was a school of about twenty rainbow fish: neon orange, yellow, pink, green, and blue: truly magnificent!

Enjoy the pictures from my trip!

Koh Tao

Samantha in Koh Tao