During our last week in Ghana at TIU, I prepared myself for complete immersion in a foreign culture. Being surrounded by completely alien sounds, people, and happenings both excited and frightened me. But as I got caught up in thinking about how strange life in Bedaabour would be, I forgot that the strangest thing of all would be me.
First off- I want to let every know that Africa is a continent, not a country. I get way too many , "HOW WAS AFRICA?" questions, as if i took on the second largest continent in the world.
I’ve been back in New York for a week now so I have had some time to think about my experience in Edinburgh. I have come to the conclusion that this semester was unbelievable. I got to live in a foreign city for 4 and a half months—a city full of cobblestone streets, charming cafes, and incredibly friendly people. Every time I walked down the street that my flat was on I discovered some new store or observed an odd interaction between passerby.
I spent my last three days in Scotland travelling with Gabrielle to the absolutely breathtaking Isle of Skye in Northern Scotland. It was the perfect way to end my semester and reminded me just how much I love the country. We went on the trip with a tour group of 16 people, an international crew mostly in their fifties and sixties.
I just got back from my trip to Munich, Budapest and Prague with my friend from GW, Diane. She flew from the US to spend the week with me in Europe and it was so nice to have her by my side.