Touchdown in Roma

This week marks the start of my new abroad experience, in Rome, Italy! I’m so excited to start this new adventure and have new experiences. This school year so far has been a wild ride! Fall quarter I studied abroad in London, which was an unforgettable experience and one I can’t even fully describe. I hope (and partially know) Rome will be the same.

It’s interesting, however, because people have been wanting to know by the end of this year abroad, how I compare the two places. I don’t believe you could though. Sure, in some respects they’re both big cities with new and exciting things to do and experience, yet they’re also so different. Rome has an entirely new language and culture with different history and ways of life, as well as it brings me new people and friends. So, in terms of comparison, I believe both places bring something new and I’m excited to see what Rome brings me this winter and spring!

I moved in on the 14th, and boy oh boy was that an exhausting day! With 12 hours of traveling total and 5 hours of check in at the University, I was ready to fall into bed to say the least. I admit, I was very nervous to see my new living arrangements and roommates because under privacy laws in Italy, I wasn’t allowed to meet or know who my roommates would be until I unlocked my apartment door. But once I walked through my old wooden Italian doors, I was happily greeted by my new roommates/flat mates (all 6 of them)! They’re all so nice and accommodating, we have already been on a few adventures together! While choosing to go random was daunting, it was the best decision I made in both London and here in Rome. However, after going out for pizza all together and learning that it was VERY cheap ($5 per pizza), I fell into bed and slept.

The next day, fighting the jet lag was an uphill battle. I overslept my alarm by 2 hours! And not to mention, I woke up at 3am, not being able to fall back asleep until 4. I had orientation as well and thankfully got up just in time to get ready for the events of that day! The jet lag had affected me more so than it did in London, and the next days after arriving, I was constantly adjusting and feeling tired during the day and awake at night. During the mornings I would rush around the apartment gathering my things and run out the door to my next orientation meetings (which I was never late for because I would oversleep my admittedly early alarms and wake up just in time)! It was difficult however, because there was no “free” day after moving in where I could sleep in and adjust to the new time change, as the whole week of arrival was about orientation and getting familiar with Rome and its winding streets.

While the weather hasn’t been that forgiving (cloudy and downpours of rain), we still made the most of our first week here in Rome! We explored the largest flea market in Italy, planned some trips, ate phenomenal Italian dinners, spent time together, explored the night life to some degree, and then of course, got ready for classes! All in all, this week was truly about bonding with my flat mates and exploring Rome before the busy schedule of classes.

Today, I had my first day of classes and saw the first glimpse of how this semester would progress. My courses all seem very interesting and I’m excited to dive into the new school semester! After classes, I came home, put assignments and readings into my calendar, and then sat around the dining room table with my flat mates and friends and talked about our days.

Honestly, while the Colosseum, Trevi Fountain, and Spanish Steps were amazing to see, sitting around the dining room table or the living room with my roommates and talking has been the highlight of my week so far. One would be sitting in either place, and slowly but surely each of my roommates would join and we would just endlessly talk about everything and anything. It’s been so fun to just explore Rome, start new classes, and meet wonderful people- and I’ve only just finished the first week!

I’m excited to see where the rest of the semester takes me and what adventures lie in my future.

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Farewell, Europe!

When I returned from Prague for the second time, I dedicated my weekdays to rest and productivity. I maxed out on the work I could get done without tiring myself out too much. I really didn’t want to be stressed in Dublin and the following week. I unlocked a new coffee shop in Marylebone called WatchHouse and had the best avocado toast of my life while I worked. I’ve found that my mood improves immensely if I don’t have to walk home in the dark alone after working in a cafe all day. I got my work done for the day and was able to catch some pink clouds from my window when I got home. 

The week in London went by in a flash — I was in Dublin before I knew it. Max didn’t get to Dublin until way after me, so I had just about the whole day to explore on my own. I walked around the Temple Bar area and did a few laps around where we were staying, and then I parked myself in a pub for a few hours. My first authentic Irish Guinness did not disappoint. Everyone in the pub was so kind, a much-needed change from Londoners. Once Max arrived, we went out for one Guinness and headed to bed early so we could seize the day on Saturday. 

Our plan of going to bed early did not work. We still woke up pretty late. But we had enough time to walk around and explore the area since Max hadn’t seen any of it yet. We walked around during the day before it was time for our time slot at the Guinness storehouse. This was genuinely the most fun I had abroad, I think. We were both in such funny moods, bopping around the different floors and learning fun facts about Guinness. We got a little sample in one room and learned how to taste the beer’s different notes properly. There were big pillars that pumped out the smell of the flavours we were supposed to notice. On another floor, we got our picture taken and then somehow printed (I still don’t understand how it works) onto the foam of a pint. I perfectly split the G. Max was pretty close, but it wasn’t perfect, so his pint isn’t included in the photos. We ended our tour on the top floor, where you could view the city from all angles. 

After our tour, we met Darragh and some of his family for dinner. It was such a great time. We spent hours at our table just talking and laughing. Darragh’s family recommended a good, non-touristy bar nearby. We checked it out, but then we remembered who we were. Tourists. So, we walked on down to the Temple Bar, where we snagged a table and made friends with the staff while listening to the live music. This must be the place!

We didn’t seize the day on Sunday either. But it was okay; we explored a different area and had a big late lunch at the Little Pyg. The food was amazing. We did some shopping and explored a different area than we had the day before. On our final night, we wanted one last Guinness. The pints are smiling, but it’s not funny. I was devastated the trip was coming to an end. Of course, one last Guinness turned into two last Guinnesses when we saw the Temple Bar wasn’t super crowded. 

Sunday morning was very depressing. I said goodbye to Max at the Dublin airport, then spiraled on the flight back to London, worrying about finding time to finish my finals by Friday. During the week, I put my head down and wrote my essays. Every once in a while, I would change the scenery and go to the Marylebone Corner or Chiltern Street Deli to continue working. My bosses, Claudia and Gaurav, took me to lunch on the last day of my in-person internship. 

I’m super proud of all the work I have completed in the few months I worked at Circe. My favourite thing I worked on was my blog posts. My two favourite pieces are linked here and here. 

My time management during the week worked out! I finished all my papers by Thursday evening. I submitted my last final and went straight to dinner with my dorm friends for the last time. At the final Gaz’s Rockin Blues, my friends and I danced until we couldn’t anymore. I think the underground St. Moritz club will be one of the places I miss most. 

The next three weeks were full of travel. I met up with my friends in Paris for a few nights and travelled with them to Amsterdam for the rest of the week. 

After my girl’s trip, I spent the holidays with my family in London, Paris, and Barcelona. 

The last few months have been full of the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. I am incredibly proud of myself for taking this leap. Now, my time abroad is just memories that I will cherish forever. I am so very thankful for this experience. Thank you for reading!