A Reflection, 1/3 of the Way Done With the idea of identity handed to us on a silver platter, unable to be scraped off, I suppose I will follow up on these identity themes in both of my posts I write while abroad. On a purely personal level, my identity has unfolded to reveal newer…
Category: UK: CEA CAPA London
London: Pre-departure
I am currently sitting in the Newark Airport, watching the sun set over the New York City skyline, really not a bad place to be. I am waiting for my now delayed flight to London where I will be spending my fall semester interning and studying abroad. Having been born in Germany, and lived most…
Pre-Departure: London
The decision of whether or not to study abroad was easy, despite this move being far out of my comfort zone. I have lived in the same house my entire life, attend college in the same city as my high school, and have never been away from my family for an entire semester. Studying abroad…
Pre-departure
I am days away from embarking on my study abroad and internship opportunity to London and I have been contemplating how my identity will change throughout my time there. First, I should begin with identifying how my identity can influence my experience of the world; above all the way one experiences another culture largely depends…
IDENTITÉ: Exploring the idea of identities… CAPA London pre-departure
IDENTITÉ: Exploring the idea of identities (my own, and others’) through zine and collage I’ve been itching to study abroad, and to do so in London at CAPA couldn’t make any more sense than it already does — I am a liberal-minded art history student and artist, as well as a music enthusiast. My identity…
Final Reflections
It’s been sort of difficult trying to sum up my whole experience abroad in London. The first week coming back to the states had to be one of the toughest things. I know, it sounds like such a cliche, but my study abroad experience has really changed me. I can say that being in a…
The End—Via France
My semester abroad is officially over. I ended it by taking one last opportunity to run around Europe, by visiting some friends in the very small town of Arcy-sur-Cure in Borgognes, France. Arcy is a small town—so small, it’s home to only 500 inhabitants. Every time you cross someone in the street, you must say…
Back in the States
Coming back to the States was probably one of the hardest adjustments I’ve had to endure. It wasn’t just because I miss London and my friends in the program— because of course, I do— but it’s actually because I don’t see my home country the way I used to. Personally speaking, the familiar felt foreign….
Some Small Letters
It hurts to know a good thing is ending. Finals are wrapping up; I’ve just finished my last shift at the Jermyn Street Theatre; things are changing. I guess I never realized how much studying abroad would bring about change—how consistently, from the beginning to the end of the experience. What I’ve been able to…
PS: Coming Home
Hey everyone! It’s Manny again. I am finally back home in the warm and sunny Miami. The program is over, summer is here, and I am super ready to relax! I never realized how much I missed the torrential rains of Florida and, you know, the sun. After three months in London, one tends to…