An unforgettable trip with unforgettable women-
I never imagined joining a sorority would help me while I was abroad, but it turned out that through our similar interests I found 5 amazing women abroad that turned into my best friends and travel buddies for 3 months, and helped change my world. This photo was taken on our very first adventure together, a weekend in Firenze, Italia after hiking 500 feet up the Duomo.I will forever remember embarking on our first European trip with people I had just met, and who turned into people I will never be able to forget.
We think death is morbid, but its actually not! It’s the other reality of life. For me, it was a little beautiful to see both sides of the life cycle. The Galapagos were an incredible experience that made me really appreciate seeing the life and then even finding the beautiful things in the things that are not living.
This was one of my first trips that I took to the Roman Forum during my abroad trip in Rome. It was a very hot day but finding out that the Forum was only about a 20 minute walk from my apartment made me incredibly happy. Looking back on my travels I realize now how integrated the Forum became in my everyday life in Rome. I always passed it on the bus coming back from the aiport from my out of country travels, it was a consistent meeting spot for my friends and I before we started our weekend adventures, and just like that it became one of my most fond memories of Rome.
Three horses later, after two hours in the saddle in a freezing cold arena, I was tired and sore, but so happy! True, I definitely wasn’t the best rider of the bunch, especially since I wasn’t British (they’re the best *of course*) however it was still an awesome, unexpected experience to join in on a hunt seat class in a foreign country.
This chance to ride at the Talland School of Equitation, located just outside London, had literally come up at the last minute. It was already October and I hadn’t ridden once in the past two months in an effort to adjust to life at university in France. As great as studying abroad was, I had missed it. So, in spite of my failure to plan ahead, I decided to just do it and hop the train the England. I had nothing to lose, besides missing a French class or two… There wasn’t anyone who could go with me (or who had the interest) so I went alone. To my surprise, it wasn’t terrifying or terrible, granted I soon discovered the benefits of traveling with friends: if you do get lost, at least you’re not the only one stupidly wandering around asking questions. Oh well, between the good graces of God and the kind people who helped me find my way: a Chinese exchange student, an Oxford student, an older Willamette grad and a jolly ol’ British Riding Instructor, I made it to Talland! So, whether or not I land a real ‘professional’ job after Willamette, at least I’ll have a few connections abroad in the equine world 🙂
During my semester abroad in Chile, I was lucky enough to have time to explore the very long and diverse geographic country. This particular photo was taken during the week we had off of school during “Fiestas Patrias” which is Chile’s independence week celebration. Myself and five other students took off to the Atacama Desert in Northern Chile for 10 days of camping, hiking, exploring, rock climbing, bonding and bumming around in a van. Completely away from all forms of technology (apart from some awesome driving music), I was able to really get in touch with the beauty that the land had to offer. Sometimes, I find that I get so caught up in the day to day responsibilities of being a student, that I loose sight of the bigger picture. I had never visited a desert before, so what a slap in the face to visit the driest place on Earth. However, my expectations of a desert were not met. I was blown away at the beauty of such a place. The colors constantly changing, the immense power of complete silence, so much so that if one held their breath all you could hear was the pounding of ones own heartbeat, the diversity of the land from mountains, to lakes, to sand dunes, and back to caverns and hot springs. I fell in love with the Atacama Desert, and came back to my studies rejuvenated and able to enjoy the ‘little things’ that much more.
This picture is of the time my friends and I hiked Nigardsbreen Glacier one Saturday morning in October. This was the first time any of us hiked up a glacier, so it was fun, exciting, and kind of scary all at once! We had a harness, rope, crampon on our shoes, and an ice pick. After getting used to hiking with all of this strange gear, the journey went a lot smoother. This picture is significant to me because it is with my closest friend I made being in Norway. We were about halfway up the glacier and thought this was a perfect spot to take a picture. The whole time, we were in awe of the beauty of this place! This adventure is in the top things I did abroad and something I will always remember.
We were so excited and happy the whole time! We also kept saying we couldn’t believe that we were hiking a glacier. It was such an on-top-of-the-world feeling. I would love to go back to Norway and hike this again! When I look back at my pictures from this trip, I still feel all the feelings I did when this was happening. We were inspired to take this picture to try to capture everything that was happening- the great friends, breathtaking view, and amazing experience. Also, our friend had a really nice camera, so that was a bonus.
“St. Patrick’s day is about drinking, duh,” that is the response I got when asking my Irish housemates what this holiday was celebrating. One of their friends chimed in saying that St. Patrick was some guy that helped with some religious stuff. With that detailed description of St. Patrick I stopped my questioning and joined in on the festivities. This holiday was like one I had never experienced before. Read the rest
Although much of my experience in Perth, Western Australia consisted of the beach, studying, and being enveloped by my residence’s ominous planned activities, I was fortunate enough to embark on a ten-day road trip spanning from Perth all the way to Karinjini National Park, traveling roughly 1,500 km just one-way with twenty other international students. Read the rest
The picture below was taken a few days before we were to leave Argentina and return to the United States. We had gone from the jungles to the dessert, here we were at the Salinas the northern Salt Flats of Argentina. There are pools that are dug out all throughout the salinas, it is a tradition to jump over these pools, a leap of faith they say. My friend capture this image just after I had successfully landed on the other side of salt pool but right before I fell back into the freezing water. Abroad is a lot like this picture, a leap of faith. You’re not sure what you are going to find and it’s a little bit scary at times but at the end of it all every experience is worth it, even the salty ones.
This past semester I studied abroad at Duke University’s Intercollegiate Center for Classical Studies (ICCS) program in Rome. We stayed at the Centro, a four-story building in the Monteverde area of Rome that served as our dormitory, classrooms, and dining hall. I had many fantastic experiences while in Italy, but out of all the experiences, some of the ones that have had the greatest effect on me were my experiences with dogs. I had two very negative encounters with dogs in Italy that brought back some of my childhood fears and have changed how I interact with them. While I still love dogs, I tend to be wary around them now and I try to avoid walking too closely to ones that I haven’t met before. Read the rest
Mathematics is a special discipline in that one’s culture and upbringing rarely affects its content. A historical account can be shaped by your nationality, your interpretation of a novel can be affected by your race, and even the observations you make in a scientific experiment can be affected by your cultures (albeit fields like physics and chemistry don’t suffer that much from this). Read the rest
“Everybody has a backstory. For example, though I am currently living in France and adapting myself to the ways of the French, I still like listening to alt-j and watching Parks and Rec while I get ready to walk the half a mile to school each morning. Read the rest
During my very long winter break, I expressed a desire to my family to go on a hike, like we used to when we went on vacation. Once in Japan, I decided to act on this desire (just without my family) and had what was probably the single most enjoyable day on my entire trip (almost certainly the most beautiful). Read the rest
At the end of last month, my friend Mariah and I flew off to London for nine days of seriously, SERIOUSLY jam-packed exploring. We saw Buckingham Palace, celebrated the arrival of a very royal baby (free flags! old men dancing!), ate fish and chips, crossed Abbey Road, investigated (har, har) Baker Street, and did the grand viewing of The London Eye, Westminster Abbey, and Big Ben (as well as both Regent’s and Hyde Park) — I’m now confident I can navigate nearly any subway or metro system, regardless of language. Read the rest
The study abroad experience is often discussed between friends and strangers alike as the epitome of the college adventure. I landed in Prague with two guidebooks, and countless stories from UPCES alum about all the good times that were waiting for me in this post-iron curtain oasis. Though I headed into Prague with detailed instructions about where to find a decent burrito at 2am and a warning about my over friendly nature, I found myself running around Old Town like a chicken with my head cut off. Read the rest
I took this photo in Derry, a town in Northern Ireland which is still under British rule. Ireland has been effected by political troubles linked to a conflict between Irish nationalists who want their own free state (the Republic of Ireland) and British loyalists who want to remain under British rule (Northern Ireland). This conflict has persisted since Irish independence in the 1920s, though things have been mostly politically stable since the 1990s. There are still memorials and monuments dedicated to the conflict throughout Ireland, and finding these monuments in the Irish quarter of Derry was really striking. Read the rest