Next Tuesday I will be embarking on my final academic field-trip of the semester to London, Stockholm (Sweden), and Riga (Latvia) with 20 other students. This is the first time that our program will be splitting up, with other groups going to Spain and France, as well as Greece, Bulgaria and Romania. Interestingly enough, I will be celebrating my 21st birthday in Latvia, a country that I did not even know existed before I came to Europe.
Directly after this 8-day trip, I will be flying to Palma de Mallorca, an island off the coast of Spain, for Spring Break. Before the semester comes to an end, I will also be traveling to Amsterdam and Croatia.
While the title of my last blog post states this point pretty clearly, it’s been hard coming to terms with the fact that we have passed the halfway point of the semester. We are no longer in a position in which there are more days left than have surpassed, which is slightly saddening. It’s remarkable to think back to my first day in Germany some 70 days ago, and to realize how much I’ve learned and grown since then. I never expected to mature even more and develop a stronger sense of self, but I am so glad that I have.
Looking back, here’s how I’ve changed since coming to Europe:
I’ve grown a keen interest in International Relations, and plan to become fluent in German and Spanish upon my return to the US.
I’ve become a more well-rounded person. Before coming to Europe, I was overly focused on the goal of earning my degree and taking as many Finance courses as I could fit into my schedule. Now, as I register for courses in the fall at Babson, I find myself intrigued by the interesting liberal arts electives that Babson offers, including “Coming of Age with the French Revolution” and “Economic and Political Integration in the European Union”.
I am more empathetic towards people of all walks of life, including those traveling in foreign countries. I never imagined how difficult it could be to live in a country that speaks an entirely different language. The French undoubtedly have a bad reputation for not accommodating foreigners, but I am almost certain that the US is a far worse place for foreigners seeing as how we are ignorant to most foreign languages, and truly care more about our work schedules than helping those who are perplexed by American society.
I only drink tap water. You won’t see me holding a plastic bottle anytime soon. It’s free and easily accessible no matter where you are. And once you’ve survived off bathroom sink water in Prague and Berlin for 7 days, you tend to not stress about how purified the water is.
I walk more…a lot more. So much of Europe is extremely friendly to pedestrians, and the cities are easily accessible by foot. Throughout the semester, I have also gone on at least 10 hikes with my friends to explore the Black Forest and the entire city of Freiburg.
I will never complain again about laundry, in fact, I enjoy doing it. After going 3 months without a dryer, and having to air-dry every single item of clothing that I own, I don’t expect to have any difficulty with the much-simplified American system of doing laundry. At times, my room looks like a dry cleaner’s because of the way my clothes are scattered around my room drying, but nonetheless, this practice has taught me that first-world problems are not worth complaining about.
I care (more) about the world. After attending an information session at the UNHCR (United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees) in Geneva last week, I have learned to appreciate the idea of devoting your life to helping others whom have grown up in dangerous and depressing civilizations. Then again, here I am typing quietly on my Apple computer, while 10 hours away children are starving and fighting for their lives. None of us chooses where we are born. Being Americans does not give us any right to ignore the atrocities in other countries, where innocent children are given no opportunity at a decent life whatsoever. For all we know, we would be child soldiers in the LRA had we grown up in Uganda. While it’s great that we can recognize the downfalls of society in many corrupt and dangerous countries, it doesn’t help to let the empathy stop there. This could be us.
I certainly don’t want to end on a depressing note though so…..I’m extremely excited to travel over the next 2 weeks. As the weather gets nice I begin to enjoy living in Freiburg even more. But then again, I have also come to miss America more and more with the passing of each day. I am sure that this semester will give me a great deal of perspective once back home in the good ol’ USA.