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During my first week in Utrecht, I had seen this same banner hanging in a window in another part of the city. My Dutch tour guide said she had been to a couple of sketchy parties there. But, she assured me, the people would be enthusiastic to talk to me about their [...] Last weekend my parents came to visit me, officially marking the half-way point of my exchange. Along with them came my aunt and uncle visiting from Georgia. Together we did one thing I had been waiting for since the second day I was in the country, when I saw it for the first time.
This trip to Europe has been like one long open house. In the back of my mind in every city I visit there’s the lingering question of “Could I live here?” Yesterday I returned from four days in Paris and the answer is a resounding yes. French cities have an unquantifiable quality [...] So my landlord knocked on my door about two minutes ago. He asked my roommate and I if we would be home tomorrow morning at 11 AM. Employees of the city tomorrow will be visiting every house on this street to see if they can hear the construction happening on the street behind ours from [...]
It’s Friday morning and I’m too lazy to drag myself out of bed and into town. This means I’m missing market, a crucial part of European life. Market is kind of like if the CNE ran year-round without the rides but with cheese and vegetables. Basically it’s a maze of white tents [...] |
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