January 2010
Amsterdam.
Tomorrow, the 29th, we leave for Amsterdam for three days. On the agenda is the Van Gogh museum and the Anne Frank House. Of course there is a countless other planned events but those are among my most important. I just finished charging my Nikon and I’m all packed. I’m really, really, really excited to travel. However, my excitement has less to do with ‘Amsterdam’ than it...
American Night.
Finally, finally, finally, a truly epic night in Well. The local pub has an ‘American Night’ every week where all the students get to play their own music, have a good time, be judgment-free from the local Dutchmen, etc. Last night was the first of many. We were all extremely inebriated, and luckily, this lent itself to a massive amount of ‘bonding’. Most of the students...
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Tuesday, January 26th 2010.
It’s our second day of classes in Well. Today I have both of my writing classes. Travel, and magazine. I’m excited for both as I’ve become quite stressed without the calm accompanied with having a schedule. I’ve already become bored with the village of Well: besides for the gas station, grocery store, and bakery, there is nothing to do to amuse ourselves until American...
First Day.
It’s finally, finally(!), the first day of classes. I’m beyond excited, and although I only have one today it’s the class I’m most excited about. ‘History of Western Art: Renaissance and Baroque’. I love Art History and learning more in the field while studying in Europe is going to be absolutely epic.
I live in a Castle.
For the nest three months I’m going to be living in, eating in, studying in, and sleeping in a Castle. I’m so ridiculously excited its unreal. However, jet lag and severe dependency on alcohol are forcing me to bed.
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