Student Experience Blog: Study Abroad

Greetings from Northern Ireland

This is my third Thursday in Belfast, and things are good.  The hardest part of being here was getting here, so now that I’ve been on the ground for a few weeks, I’m feeling pretty settled and ready to get started.

T-Minus One Week (Sort Of)

It’s the first day of school at C of I, and I’m not there. Instead of heading to class, I’m trial packing my suitcases to see if I can indeed, fit five months worth of clothes, shoes, and dorm items into two suitcases. So far, so good. I guess this means that I’ve been grossly over packing for the last three years; when I moved out from the Village last spring, it took three carloads.

Hello From the Far Side of August

Greetings, and welcome to my third and final year of blogging. This is normally the time I’d re-introduce myself and give you a rundown of my involvement with the College, but this year will be a little different. Namely because I won’t be going back to College of Idaho. 

For a semester, that is. 

End of the Year Shakeups

By this time next Friday, I’ll be done with my junior year of college, and will be ready to bid adieu to classroom time at the College until February. In the meantime, I’m running around getting signatures for my graduation application and study abroad forms, finishing up papers, and studying for finals.  I’m also about to undertake the arduous task of moving out of the Village, which I’m hoping to tackle in increments. 

Dr. Strangelove and Northern Irish Semesters

Everyday when I get up, one of the first things I do is check my email. Yesterday, among the usual barrage of J Crew sale announcements and other junk was an email titled “Study Abroad,” sent from the Irish American Scholars Programme 2014-15. That’s an email I’ve been waiting for since early March, when I sent in my acceptance of a spot at Queen’s University in Belfast for the fall.

Networking

During the Sun Valley Film Festival, I was shy to talk to producers, directors and writers. I kinda want to kick myself for it because at the time, I did not fully understand the power of networking. I started thinking about it when I met a guy named Ron who graduated from the C of I and is now in the film industry and has worked with actors like Arnold Schwarzenegger. It was only after he told me there were a lot of C of I alumni at the festival that I wished I hadn't shied away from meeting new people, as he was so eager to communicate with us, share his contacts and give us advice. 

Things In My Inbox: Belfast, Art, Invitations, and Assignments

I’m fresh out of a managerial accounting test, and have just installed myself in the library. As per usual, my email is open, and so it seems like a good day to bring back the “What’s in my inbox” post. I’ve gotten some good emails in the last few days, and they’re a nice snapshot of what’s going on in my life right now.

1. An email offering me a spot for fall semester at my first choice university in Belfast. Really, this is an expanded email chain, because I sent back my acceptance form this morning. So I’ll be in Belfast next fall, reading literature.

Home Sweet Home?

I’ve barely been home for a week, and I already miss France. I miss the food, I miss the atmosphere, I miss hearing the sound of French spoken all around me. It’s a weird thing, culture shock. I hardly experienced it at all going to France – maybe because I’d already been there before, or maybe because I already spoke the language so I could largely understand what was going on around me.

La Bonne Vie en Paris

Title Translation: The Good Life in Paris

I cannot believe I have already been in Paris for more than two weeks. It has been lovely to be in the city and we are all enjoying learning about French people and culture, visiting interesting museums and historical sites, and especially eating delicious French food!

Bonjour from Paris!

Bonjour from Paris! Our first few days in France have been amazing so far. After the grueling eleven hour plane ride from San Francisco to Paris, we were all very excited to have finally arrived. We checked in to our hotel, freshened up, and then rested for a little bit (read that: we napped). Then Prof. Angresano was off and running!

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