I’ve been back in the U.S. for a total of 4 four days now, and let me tell you, it has been no walk in the park. I was warned about experiencing culture shock upon arrival in Costa Rica but there is nothing more shocking than coming back to the American culture as I have recently discovered. The agendas, the pace of life, the “instant gratification” speed of it all, it’s crazy, and it’s definitely something that takes time to adjust to. Read more
It’s an odd feeling, really. I’m sitting in my room with my suitcases half packed. I’m organizing my paperwork and making sure everything is in order. I’m cleaning my apartment, to make sure that everything is in order for me to leave.
“I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world.” — Mary Anne Radmacher Hershey
With my days left in Sevilla hitting single digits I can’t help but think back to the very beginning of this journey and how it has changed me. All of the planning, decision-making and nerves about studying abroad quickly turned into the trip of a lifetime once I stepped off the plane in Madrid three months ago. Spain is a beautiful country, and Sevilla is rich in history, culture and tradition. I’ve seen my fair share of Spanish cities over the past few months, and while each has something special to offer, I always find myself thankful for choosing Sevilla. I could list one hundred things that make Sevilla uniquely wonderful, but here are five of the things I’ll always remember about my time here. Read more
Bao Yang is a student at Mount Mary College and a Classmates Connecting Cultures Blogger corresponding with the Social Work Club at Mount Mary. Bao is currently studying abroad with ISA in Seoul, Korea.
What’s the need for there to be so many different languages in the world? Wouldn’t it be easier if the world spoke only one language? But of course, that would require the people of the world to have the same culture. After all, language distinguish one group from another. Otherwise, we would all be grouped into Asians, Caucasians, Africans and so on. By the way, these race groups (Asians, Caucasians etc.) don’t exist; only ethnicity and culture exist.
The other day I started to walk from the city of Valparaíso to my class in the neighboring town of Viña del Mar. It takes a little over an hour on the sidewalk that runs along the ocean, but it is a pleasant walk that I like to take every now and then. The other day, however, there was a strong wind coming in from the ocean and dark clouds off in the distance. I was only about halfway to Viña del Mar when the rain came. Read more
I have tried to write this blog post about 12 different times, and I still do not know how to express how I feel about leaving. I’ll admit, although I am bursting with excitement to see my friends and family, the idea of leaving Granada is a bit scary.
I’m not in England anymore. I’m no longer opening my blinds in the morning to see snow, or taking a train into London, or jetting off for the weekend to other countries. I left all that behind almost two weeks ago. I’m not going to lie…I’ve been missing England so I figured I should talk to my favorite Brit that I met while I was across the pond.
I had that chance to speak with with my Cinema professor, Irène Savarit-Ghebreyal, and ask her about Paris. Irène was born in NYC to French parents and moved back to Paris at a young age. She has now been living in Paris for 40 years. Living in the 9th arrondissement, she is now married to an Egyptian man, her life consisting of 3 different cultures. I asked for her opinions on Paris and France. Here are her responses to my questions, which I’ve translated from French.