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By agoudsward

This time next week I will finally be in London. I will finally be able to use this space to write about my actual study abroad experience (instead of speculating about what it will be like or writing about my dull preparation.) Next week, I will finally be able to offer impressions of England, my thoughts on traveling alone thousands of miles across an ocean and what's it has been like to live in a foreign country (at least for a night or two).

But at this point it's all still theoretical, almost imaginary.  Big Ben, Tower Bridge, UCL, my soon-to-be dorm room, all still seem like another world, a world that I've always wanted to visit, but that still feels inaccessible in a certain way.

...continue reading "The Waiting Game"

By agoudsward

This week, as most of my friends packed up and headed back to school, it suddenly started to seem real that I was about to do something very different. It was no longer a dream or a vision, in a few weeks I would actually be living in London. Choosing to study abroad wasn't an easy decision for me. Even though it was always something I knew I wanted to make part of my college experience, last spring, the end of my sophomore year, I finally began to feel like I found my place at GW. For a few weeks I agonized over whether I wanted to leave my friends, Washington D.C. and taking classes in my major. In the end, the pull of experiencing something new was too strong. I knew I might never get a chance to live abroad again in my life.

...continue reading "Confronting the unknown"

By Shanil

Now that I only have a week and a half left in the UK, I should reflect a little on how much has changed (or stayed the same) since my first post. When I was writing my first post, I had barely just made it to the UK and hadn’t started studying abroad yet; everything I learned was based on two weeks of traveling. Now with nearly four months under my belt, I feel a little differently about Europe but mostly the same in regards to my identity.

One of the reasons why I chose to study in the UK was because I wouldn’t have to learn another language. Sadly, British English and American English are still miles apart. Euphemisms, jokes, and simple phrases don’t translate. Dialects are difficult to deconstruct. Half the time the conversation is “what” or “haha” just to act like we understood what the other person said. Now, this isn’t always happening, but it’s happened enough to where it’s noticeable.

...continue reading "*USA Flag Emoji* but bigger and bolder"