Today I finished my Responding to Climate Change course. I took a final exam, turned in an 8-page paper and presented on the paper with PowerPoint. Whew. All done. When I passed around Belgium waffle cookies and chocolate crisps after we (all 2 of us students) turned everything in and completed our presentations, the professor said, “I hope this is not corruption.”
I have been in Florence for a little over two weeks now, and I cannot believe how quickly the time is flying by. Even though I am only entering my third week in Italy, I feel so comfortable walking these streets and really do feel like I am at home. I don’t even know where to begin because every day is truly amazing and unique, nothing is ever the same and there really isn’t a routine in the best way possible.
To me travel has always been about the people I would find in each unique place. When I day-dreamt about my future exploits I was never in a given place for less than a month. Once I had decided that I simply had to stay in these foreign locations for a longer period of time, I decided studying abroad was my solution. Now, how just how was I going to pay for it…
At 5 a.m. Beijing time, I awoke to the sound of absolute stillness and the shafts of dull grey Chinese light through the dirty windows. Not knowing Dan (my new roommate) very well, I hesitated to get up and risk waking my likely equally jet-lagged companion. I opted to pull out my Nexus 7 tablet and play Pokemon Emerald version until further notice.
According to many paranormal investigations, the Edinburgh Vaults are reportedly one of the most haunted locations in the world. Mustering up all of our courage, our group went on a ghost tour of the vaults, learning of the spirits that still roamed its corridors from the 17th and 18th centuries. One of the famed ghosts is known as “Mr. Boots,” an evil entity who is believed to have murdered a woman and kept the body in his “house” inside.
Moving to Africa is a big enough change all on its own, but the day-to-day differences are definitely the ones that are the hardest to get used to. Here are a few differences I have really noticed in my daily life here in South Africa...
Blogger Kelsey Morfitt travels to Ireland for a long weekend, rents a car, and explores the Emerald Isle on her own!
We got up at 3 am to drive to Chicago. For whatever reason when I got up, I left my eyeglasses on my bed. Moments later, my loving dad accidentally sat on them, rendering them unwearable. I determined it best to go without and wait until I reached China to get them repaired.
Topics covered in this episode:
- Why the University of Iowa?
- Where do you want to visit in the U.S.?
- Favorite place you've been in the world?
I have seen Big Ben, the London Eye, and ridden a double decker bus. I can (sort of) navigate the underground tube system. I’ve even gotten to know a couple of the locals on a first-name basis. All in all, it’s safe to say that I’ve fallen in love with the bustling city of London. Despite this, it was nice to get out of the urban atmosphere for a day and visit the beautiful city of York, England.
Our trip has been filled to the brim with breathtaking tours offering us a take on London’s most popular attractions. However, things shifted a bit when we gathered on a cobbled stone road, just as the sun began to set for the evening. Rather than giggles and an overall uplifting vibe, the nervous tension and quickening heartbeats rose from our group.
As I sit here in my downtown flat in Cape Town, South Africa it seems almost surreal that I am here right now. I was born and raised in rural Iowa, so being able to look outside my 18th story window and have a fantastic view of the mountain, the ocean AND downtown is something completely foreign to me. Thinking on the past few months and my decision to come to Cape Town, I am sure I made the right choice.
The day finally arrived! My journey to Florence, Italy was about to begin and I couldn't believe it. Thanks to my mom making me pack two days before (thanks mom), I had nothing but time to kill the day of my flight, which of course caused all of the nerves that seemed so lacking to all of the sudden hit me like a brick wall. I thought I got all of the nerves out while doing the final check for my passport and other essentials for leaving the country, but boy was I wrong.
Walking on the beach in Mexico, collecting garbage, Blake Rupe never thought she’d be an Internet entrepreneur. But almost exactly one year later, that’s what happened.
[2014 Study Abroad Blog]- Kelsey Morfitt keeps us up to speed on her time on the USAC summer program in Prague, Czech Republic.
One week down, three to go; plus a couple of more weeks touring Europe. I know, life is rough. Last Tuesday afternoon, May 27th, I joined the USAC group for a tour of New Town Prague. We visited New Town Hall where a judge, burgomaster (similar to a mayor), and 13 council members were thrown out of a window from the Hall’s bell tower in 1419. Their political careers ended with a splat (defenestration). Remind me never to practice politics in Prague.