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By anishag22

Yesterday, my American friends and I went on our first day trip (to Bath, England) - a 12 minute train ride from Bristol that costed only seven pounds round trip.  Bath was absolutely lovely and charming, and I couldn't believe that such an amazing city was located so nearby. It made me wonder why study abroad students don't do day trips more often. Don't get me wrong, I have my fair share of weekend trips outside of England booked, but in Bath I realized that there is so much to do and see right in the country you live in!

The "16-25 railcard" offers young people train tickets throughout Great Britain at prices reduced by 1/3. Europe's rail system is so fast, efficient and affordable that in my book ,there is no reason not to take advantage of deals like this! Even if I never left Great Britain over the next four months, I could have an amazing time exploring all of the unique cultural and historical sites in different cities.

My friends and I now want to plan more day trips for the coming weekends, and we couldn't be more excited to see what else England has to offer (We're currently eyeing an Oxford trip). Traveling when you're abroad doesn't have to be insanely expensive if you plan smart and discover the sites nearby. Day trips mean no hostel costs and no hassle, so it's truly worth it to do some local exploring!

Until next time,

Xx, Anisha

By Dominique Bonessi

Touchdown! 5:15am. So tired—travelled all night from Spain on Turkish Airlines into Jordan.  Upon arrival I was greeted by the bright lighting in Jordanian airport and a long line at passport control, but after a exchanging some money and  few yawns I was off in a taxi with another student from my program for my host’s home.

Sam, my companion in the taxi, has already been to Jordan doing an internship over the summer and had a better grasp on the Jordanian dialect.  Between the two of us we managed to get Sam to his host neighborhood and I was able to direct the driver to my home.  The best part about getting to my home was that my roommate provided perfect directions.  Rebecca has already been in Jordan for a semester and she is well-accustomed to the culture by now.  It is great having someone to show me the ropes and get me acquainted with my surroundings.

The taxi drove up to the green gates—exactly as Rebecca’s directions said—I got out gave him 15 dinar for my trip and 15 dinar from Sam, and rang the buzzer.  I wasn’t sure upon arrival if this was a house or an apartment complex, but the housekeeper, Ruma, came out to greet me and show me to my room.  Finally meeting Rebecca, I settled into our apartment that is the loft beneath the main house.  I can’t believe my eyes the room has a sitting area, wide screen TV, one queen-size and one twin bed, a full kitchen, washer/dryer, and small full-bathroom.  After a seven hour nap, Ruma, came knocking to see if I was hungry.

We made our way up through the garden to the main house.  The house has a warm glow of colors and at the center of the house a beautiful courtyard with grass, a fountain, and beautiful shrubs all around. I meet my host Lamia in the kitchen talking with her sister, in Austria, over Skype.  She quickly greets me with two kisses on each check and asks if I am hungry.  She has prepared for me stuffed zucchini and eggplant with bread.  I didn’t realize exactly how hungry I was, but the homemade food was absolutely delicious.

The host family I am staying with feels like an Arab version of Steel Magnolias. Lamia, the cook and the head of the house hold.  Then Ruma, the young help and kind soul, Saya, Lamia’s daughter and looks like an Arab version of Beyounce, and two of Lamia’s friends all meet in the kitchen.  They drink strong Turkish coffee, smoke cigarettes, talk about their weight, and exchange habibi [love] every other word.  And there is Lamia’s husband, who I have not met yet, but it seems like these women are independent and make up a family.

I can’t believe I’m finally here. It is going to be a great four months.

By juliaraewagner

As I write this post, I am sitting on a Qatar Airways flight to Ahmedabad, India, the first leg of the IHP Cities trip. All 33 of us have made it onto the flight and are excited for our newest adventure. It will begin after about 40 hours of travel. I, however, cannot complain as Qatar Airways has treated me very well. We only took off twenty minutes ago, and I've already received free candy and a hand towel. I can't imagine the amenities in First Class!

Aside from taking advantage of this awesome movie selection, I plan to use the time to reflect a bit, and of course...catch up on some much needed sleep! The Cities staff and faculty have been led us through an action packed final week in New York City. We spoke to a number of different professionals in the field of urbanism and held multiple discussions based on our observations. One of my favorite aspects about studying urbanism in cities is that the classroom is literally all around you. I can study just by sitting on the Subway on my way to class. Additionally, I can walk out the door after a lecture and witness our textbook examples everywhere.

This week, we had a speaker come in from an intercity organization called the Interboro Partners to talk to us about his work around NYC. He has focused on creating community oriented spaces around the city. His designs have transformed many empty lots into community parks or gardens, immediately increasing their worth to people who live and work in the neighborhood. His most recent project was for PS1, a satellite museum of MoMa located in Long Island City, Queens. Many say that the area is rapidly gentrifying, and PS1 stands as the epitome of this process, so the speaker from Interboro decided to create an outdoor project for the museum that would give back to the surrounding community.

He located nearby businesses and organizations and asked them what they needed most. After compiling an assorted list from trees to ping pong tables to ballet mirrors, he began to craft an innovative design, which would integrate all of these components. He pitched his project to PS1 with the agreement that the museum would donate all of the structure's components to their local counterparts after the exhibition ended. With their approval, he got to work creating his structure, which served as the outdoor exhibition at PS1 for one summer. Each object within the exhibition was labeled to acknowledge its purpose within the community, and after the summer's end, the museum donated all of the necessary objects to the community organizations strengthening their connection with the neighborhood outside the museum walls.

The architect's project in part inspired my focus for my semester-long research project, a mainstay in the IHP curriculum. I will be making a comparative analysis on the use of abandoned spaces in Ahmedabad, Dakar, and Buenos Aires. I plan to examine how these spaces are re-purposed to better serve the surrounding communities. I'm excited to begin my observations! One of my favorite parts of my stay in Buenos Aires last semester was the assortment of open air markets that were held in different neighborhoods all over the city. Re-purposing these streets, parks, and plazas allowed local artisans to make a living and enhance the rich artist culture in Argentina's biggest city. I hope that my research will lead me to discover even more interesting spaces this next semester!

By anishag22

After two weeks abroad, I'm finally starting to settle in to my new home. A few posts ago, I told you all about how culture shocked I was upon arrival, but now things are beginning to feel much more normal. One thing I never thought about before coming abroad was the fact that I was coming to a new school halfway through the academic year. It never crossed my mind that British students here at Bristol would have already made friendships and connections from the previous semester.

Once I came to Bristol, my "newbie" status was very apparent. Lucky for me, my new flatmates could not have been more welcoming and inclusive. I truly feel so appreciative of the fact that my flatmates have gone out of their way to get to know me and spend time together. In a short time, they have taught me so much about British culture, and I love telling them about the way of life back home. Some of their American stereotypes are funny, some are true, but regardless it has been such a treat to be able to share American customs with my new English friends as I assimilate into their culture and way of life. As compared to London, people in Bristol have not met as many Americans, so it's always interesting to see their reactions when I tell them where I'm from. Choosing to study abroad in a smaller city in England was definitely the right choice for me because I have been able to see what this country is really like - I'm no longer asserting my "Americanness" abroad, but really finding ways to appreciate and understand this new country and culture. I'm looking forward to continuing this immersion process and getting to know Bristol even better in the coming weeks and months.

Until next time -

Xx, Anisha

By msotomayor12

While there are many things I have come to love about the GW Madrid program, the most unique is that it offers a weekly art history class at El Museo del Prado. While I have never been an art aficionado, I love learning about any new subject through a historic lens. Identifying an artwork’s historical time period reveals a solid interpretation of what the artist tried to evoke. It is truly a hidden time capsule.

The first two weeks of class have been devoted to the Renaissance. One of the main values of this era is anthropos, which is the idea that man is the center of the universe. Humans are portrayed in ideal physical shape, representing the strength and heroism needed to conquer future battles. Man began to understand that he was given with the capabilities to succeed in society.

This new ideology made people feel empowered. In the 14th century, kingdoms were eager to fulfill their destiny by discovering “new worlds.” Europe was extremely rich in culture, technologically advanced, and highly influential. They were the world’s powerhouse.

For this reason, Europe was drawn in the middle of map scrolls. Since ideological thinkers believed that the universe rotated around the earth, it can be inferred that Western Europe was drawn as the center of the universe.

It only took several centuries and researchers later to accurately determine where continents lie on a map. However, some inaccurate diagrams, as seen in class, place the United States at the center of it since it is considered the most powerful country in the world. There is a common though—especially amongst American—that says: when the U.S. decides something, the world follows. That belief is far from the truth for several reasons.

Growing up in Florida, I have met many people who forget that other countries also make a political, economical, and social impact on international relations. There are ignorant people who believe God should bless the U.S. “and no place else,” while others do not bother learning about international affairs. Mainstream politicians and news cycles do not discuss it as often as necessary, which could explain why there is a growing lack of interest. Whatever the reason, there is a problem with thinking that one’s country is superior to others. And worse, that we can survive without them.

While I have always been aware of this, living in another country adds a new and realistic perspective. I realize more and more everyday that there are functioning and healthy societies that lie beyond the U.S. borders. Even though one can claim to know much about a country, I do believe that one cannot fully understand a country’s dynamics until they experience it themselves. Even then there will be some bias, but at least arguments will be more justifiable.

This past week I have found myself discovering the side streets of Madrid. While abroad I have had a natural impulse to go out and try to consume everything that defines the city. Taking advantage of this, my friends and I decided to seek out places to shop. We spent more time getting lost on the streets than actually browsing through seasonal sales. Eventually we found our way, which unfortunately marked the end of our (mis)adventures.

On Saturday, I took it upon myself to walk around my neighborhood alone (sorry Mom and Dad.) It was then that I was able to take in Madrid’s beauty. It is amazing how much one can learn from just sitting down at a park bench and people watching. Discovering the world all by myself made me feel as if my worries and “fast-paced” life was anywhere, but here. Given my Hispanic looks, Madrileños probably did not notice how I was observing everything with detail. I felt like I was walking with them, rather than among them.

I caught myself thinking, “I could live elsewhere than the U.S.”

While my adventures in Europe are not clearly mapped out, the one thing I can guarantee is that the sun shines in the exact same way everywhere. It is the best form of comfort that connects us all.

By catrionaschwartz

Today marks the end of my first week in Rome! My parents and I arrived in Italy early to go sight-seeing but my program actually starts tomorrow, something I am very much looking forward to. This first week hasn’t been too frantic yet although it has been wet. (As you may or may not have heard Italy and France have been having flood-level amounts of rain this past week.)

Either way, here are ten things I have learned after a week of partly flooded and very touristy sight-seeing:

1. There are lots of seagulls here! There are also pigeons and swallows, the same as in the US, which is a bit of a letdown after London’s colossal, brobdingnagian crows and odd masked river birds (they even had herons at Regent’s Park!).  Still, this is made up for by the fact that:

2. The trees are different! This was one of the first things I noticed upon arriving in Italy. In particular, what I have since learned is a stone pine caught my eye. This type of tree is typical to the Mediterranean but also to North Africa. Basically, they look really cool.

3. There are a lot of ecclesiastical clothing shops in the city, something I don’t think I’ve ever seen in the US although they must exist there. There are also of course many nuns and priests, which is unsurprising considering the number of churches I’ve seen here, and the location of the Vatican.

4. Street peddlers are much more aggressive perseverant here, especially those selling umbrellas. They’ll follow you for a bit, even after you tell them you don’t want anything, even if you are already holding an umbrella.

5. Just like in London there aren’t really any water fountains in buildings—but—there are some on the street, especially in piazzas. The ones I have seen thus far are pretty ancient looking and the water pours out of them like a faucet. However if you place your finger along the rim of the faucet there is a way to get the water to arch up. I hope that by the end of my time here I will have mastered this mysterious technique.

6. Even small, unexceptional looking churches can have masterworks inside. Along the Piazza del Popolo for example, there is the Basilica of Santa Maria which has a relatively simple façade compared to other churches in the city. Inside however are sculptures by Bernini, and paintings by Caravaggio, Raphael, and Donato Bramante.

7. A lot of the statues here are very sassy.

Nettuno Piazza del Popolo

Nettuno at the Piazza del Popolo.*

8. You can’t hail a taxi just anywhere. You can try (and boy did I try) but you just look like a bit of a loser as they drive past you without a backward glance. You can really only get a taxi at a taxi stand, and there are thankfully a fair number of those, especially in touristy areas and along piazzas.

9. Unsurprisingly, there is a lot of Italian food here. More surprisingly, it is easy to become tired of Italian food, even in seven days. In the less touristy areas though there are non-Italian restaurants. I can’t attest to their quality but as I said, after seven days of Italian food I’m ready to take a risk.

10. People wear a lot of black. The stereotype about Europeans wearing a lot of dark colors has thus far rung fairly true. Just something to consider when you’re packing, which I did not.

+1 for good luck!

11. As someone who hasn’t really traveled in Europe before, the picturesque cobble stoned streets really are pretty amazing. Aside from the joyous feeling of walking inside one of your high school language text books, it’s fun to imagine you’re in the 17th century for a couple of blocks.

I can’t wait to learn more about Rome; its different neighborhoods, what it looks like in the spring, what it feels like to be here for more than a week, all of it. I’m also looking forward to going to more museums and churches and seeing the amazing art history the city has to offer. Despite the sometimes sketchy internet and phone service, the odd store hours and the utter lack of chai tea lattes I’m so excited to see what this semester will have to offer!

*Image source

By maxikaplan

As I’m about half way through my second semester here at LSE, I’m surprisingly still not running out of things to do, which makes me think that this would not be such a terrible city to live in. This past weekend, while I should have been writing essays before I take off for Prague next week, I took my second visit to Borough Market, one of London’s most famous. What makes Borough market incredible isn’t just its size, but it’s variety—after a two hour trip there I came home with cheeses from France and Parma, and two burgers for dinner: one from a camel, one from a zebra. In between my walking around I took a shot of wheat grass, which is essentially juice made from grass, and incidentally one of the worst tasting drinks known to man. The best part of this Saturday excursion was that I came back to the north side of the Thames not to finish schoolwork, but to stay out with a mix of friends from home and abroad at different pubs. It often feels like after having been here for five months that I am nearly living in a dream.

One of the advantages to being at LSE for the year is being able to really understand how the flow of schoolwork here functions. Taking this understanding to then take a week off from class to travel to Budapest and Prague is probably one of the better strategies of tackling work that I’ve used. Although this sounds like I am missing out on the academic experience at LSE, all classes are fortunately recorded online and I will not miss a thing while I am gone. To any sophomores who might be reading this blog thinking of applying to LSE, I could not recommend it more. This Friday I will be going to the Royal Opera House to see a world famous opera production, and tomorrow night I am going to a public lecture by one of my own class teachers about the merits of Bitcoin. This is truly a unique experience that is both academically stimulating and, not to sound cliché, but fun.

This fun is intermitted by periods of very high levels of work unfortunately, and it is time that I go to finish that work before my week off. GW is sponsoring the trip that I and the other students will be taking on Friday to the opera, and I owe them a big thanks for that, since I am especially excited for it. I will check in next week right before I take off for my travels. Talk to you soon!

By billienkatz

During both GW pre-departure orientation and my program sponsored orientation, I was told many times that this experience in Spain would most likely be the first time I was a minority. As a white female from a suburban town about a half hour outside of New York City, this was a phenomenon I had rarely, if ever, encountered previously. I didn't pay too much attention to these sentiments, but the notion was definitely kept in the back of my mind.

This coming Friday, February 7th marks the one month milestone of when my study abroad experience began. Throughout this month my opinions, expectations and goals for this semester have been challenged, changed, and attained all at various times, places, and levels. One of the most surprising aspects of Spanish culture that I noticed was the way in which they view Americans.

The Spanish have a semi-opposing view of all of us residing in the United States. On one hand they value and recognize the amazing achievements our country and our country's leaders have made, but on the other hand, they hold several stereotypes that are very difficult to change their mind about. The most striking example of this was a conversation I was having with a Spanish student who was surprised by my response when she asked about why America and Americans are so great. I explained that a majority of our country is great; however, there are certainly aspects that need improving. This shocked her and lead my to realize that people from outside countries view American citizens as American flag toting, beer drinking, "ammmmuuuuuuricccaaaa" yelling, crazed people who fail to see the faults within our own system.

While this is only one example, it lead to me start thinking about how the various people I interact with on a daily basis around Barcelona perceive me because they can tell I'm an American. The answer I've been able to come up with so far, is that they love American students. They love that we have taken the time and effort to step outside of our own country and culture to come explore and experience theirs. They love to torture us while we try to communicate in broken Spanglish, even though they speak perfect English and were raised in Chicago, and they enjoy realizing that not every American is living in a self-obsessed facade of being a citizen of the greatest country of the world.

I love America and I deeply valid being American, which lead me to view this period of reflection as helpful and inspiring as I continue to enjoy and be educated by this study abroad experience.

By billienkatz

The geographic area of Spain is divided into various Autonomous Regions, which operate similarly to the way the 50 state system does in the United States. Barcelona is part of the Catalonia region and there is a strong sense of Catalonian identity, that is causing major political uproar, because the residents of Catalonia are seeking to separate from Spain and become their own country. This would pose many problems for Catalonia if they chose to do this. For example, in order to be a recognized country of the European Union, each country that is currently a part of the EU has to vote in favor of having any additional country join. As a result, Catalonia would need Spain to vote in favor of their EU membership, which I can assure you will certainly never happen. In addition, Catalonia lacks the monetary resources to operate as a stand-alone country from Spain, and without the aid of the EU behind them, they would have many issues surviving.

This issue of Catalonia vs. Spain was blatant from my first few days in Barcelona. First and foremost, the majority of residents in Barcelona speak Catalan (and Spanish) as their primary language, and this separates them from the rest of the country almost instantaneously. In addition, the Catalonia flag is similar, yet different from the national flag of Spain, and while walking down the street you see more Catalonia flags than Spanish flags hanging off of residential balconies.

This issue is so important to daily life and current events here in Barcelona that it has been discussed in every single one of my classes so far, and I've only been in classes for a week! This past Thursday in my Human Development in the Spanish Socio-Cultural Context class, my professor, a Canadian citizen who has lived in Spain for almost 15 years, was explaining that his close friend is a crazy obsessed FC Barcelona fan; however, when Spain won the World Cup in 2012, he showed no interest because he doesn't care about Spain's accomplishments, his ties fall directly to Barcelona and Catalonia.

Here is a clear example of regional nationalism that is alive and well in Spain. This is contrasted with the mentality of the United States, where we all love being American and love America. I don't ever walk around shouting about how Connecticut is the superior state out of all 50; however, every July 4th I let my nationalistic tendencies fly. Someone who has been born and bred in Barcelona speaks Catalan, lives in Catalonia, and has little personal and/or public interest in Spain as their country.

I'm very interested to see how much more I can learn about this conflict, especially in the upcoming weeks during the Olympics! I wonder if Barcelona will set up TV screens in the plaza's and display a sense of support for the Spanish athletes competing, and I wonder if the citizens of the Catalonia region will ever find pride in their Country.

By lizzhart

After 24 hours of traveling I finally arrived at Bangkok, navigated the airport, and found the CIEE program directors. The protests in downtown Bangkok had caused the program to switch to a hotel outside the city and limited any late night exploration. Honestly this was fine with me as I was wiped and most of the other people on my program had already arrived and were sleeping off the jet lag.

The next morning we set out early for our trip to an ambiguous “orientation site”. On the way we stopped for a hike/nature walk at a Khao Yai national park on a mountain outside Bangkok. When the guide zipped off ahead half us got separated and lost in the Thai wilderness. With no phones or understanding of the scribbly looking Thai characters on the signs at forks in the trail it was pretty awesome. There were monkeys all over the place, it seems kind of like monkeys are to Thais as turkeys are to New Englanders. They are bothersome, and not intimidated by speeding/beeping cars, and only interesting to visitors.

The ride up to Khon Kaen was long, tiring, but interesting. Almost every strip of the highway was lined by shops and markets selling Buddha statues, or lined with rice patties. We finally arrived at the orientation site, a “resort”.  The place has elaborate Thai architecture arranged with a hodgepodge of sculptures and shrubs around a manmade pond. Over and around the pond is a maze of walkways and floating buildings and docks.

Thus far orientation has been busy but enjoyable. We are here for 5 days and each morning starts with intensive Thai class from 8-12 followed by workshops specific to the two programs under CIEE, Public Health and Development & Globalization. Everyone in the program is incredibly nice and accepting, as are the administrators and the staff. The Thai staff are particularly enjoyable, full of smiles and so friendly.

Today we went over our syllabi and course descriptions. It looks like we will have 3 homestays this semester in varying communities such as the Burmese immigrant communities, urban slums, rural farming communities, etc. I’m excited to learn about the specific needs of the Khon Kaen communities and explore topics for my community health project!

As far as food I have made a huge effort to eat everything offered. I’ve been eating fruit regularly!!!! Huge. I’m trying all the dishes and enjoying them! Though I still tend to stay safe with the “mai pen” (not spicy) stuff. The staff bought us American snacks and candy last night. God. Bless. Them. And God bless Cheetos.