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Strangers to Friends?

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Prague by Sean OhLeave a Comment

Imagine being dropped off in a country where no one understands or wants you, a country in which you are described as a racial minority and one in which nationalistic and racist sentiments have only continued to rise. Naturally, you turn towards solidarity and a community who can not only identify with you but also feel compassion and sympathy. Such …

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Falling in love abroad

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Sydney by Eliana1 Comment

My last intention when I came to Sydney for the semester was to fall into a relationship. “Take this semester to be selfish”, my friends all warned me. “It’s the one chance in your life to have complete freedom and not have to feel a responsibility to anyone.” I reassured them all confidently that the last thing that would ever …

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Take a Risk

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Places, Sydney by Sim TumayLeave a Comment

Trusting strangers in a new environment can be very terrifying and intimidating. However, if you don’t trust strangers, how will you ever know what you’re missing out on? Upon arrival in Sydney, my friends and I felt as if we weren’t getting the full “Australian Experience.” Our school was taking us on touristy trips like cruises through the harbor, museums …

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Support Staff

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Sydney by Brennan1 Comment

The feeling of waking up in a strange city, not knowing a soul, is unsettling. And relieving. You feel alive, senses heightened to cognitively evaluate the unfamiliar sounds, smells, and landscape. For a while it feels as if you are in some kind of virtual stimulation, or that this is not reality. You are just a player, anonymous, in the …

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Pink Chairs

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Paris by Zoe1 Comment

Rain, shine, sleet, or snow, she’s donning an apron around her waist serving up pastries. I don’t know her name but without fail, she is there every morning with the macarons and croque monsieurs. She is truly a beautiful woman at 5’10” (if I had to place a guess) and is rather slender. She dons a coiffed, auburn ponytail. Basically, …

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We’re All Strangers Somewhere

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Florence by TiaLeave a Comment

The barrier between strangers and friends is heightened by a difference in language – at times more pronounced than at others.  Simultaneously however, “friendships” that transcend this linguistic divide are particularly meaningful.  Making local friends in Italy has been difficult because of the language barrier, as well as the fact that most young people in Florence live in the suburbs …

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Lessons from Monica

In The Art of Travel, 12. Strangers, Florence by Marirose AleardiLeave a Comment

“Beep beep! Attenzione!” The somewhat shrill yet positively cheerful voice of Monica calls out from the front of the classroom. Monica is my Elementary Italian professor here at NYU Florence – which is no easy task considering the extent of my Italian knowledge before coming here was barely “Grazie.” This general lack of knowledge combined with the fact that my …