This past weekend, I travelled to Brussels and Brugge, in
the beautiful land of Belgium. I was fortunate to be amongst my best friends,
weaving through narrow streets and tasting fine chocolates, in a landscape
speckled with fall foliage. The elegance and warmth of the scenery was a
perfect complement to the company of my best friends. We convened in central
Belgium, which became our anchor point for the weekend, although the majority
of our time was spent in Brugge. Only an hour by train, Brugge was an intimate
town of immense character. Delicate, sugar dusted waffles, heaping piles of
warm fries with mayonnaise, and morsels of fine, marscarpone infused chocolate
pleased my palate throughout the entire day. We were also able to sit down in
tea shoppes, enjoy Christmas shopping and laugh as our silly, silly selves.
Conversing about our differential experiences develops my
knowledge about how my friends new homes
have been transformative, as well as reminds me how much I appreciate my
temporary home of Parma. Learning about Molly and Bridget’s host mom, the
paella that is her staple dish, and the intricacies of the flamenco dance class
that takes place on Monday evenings. are the small details of the conversation
that give me a glimpse into life in Seville, even if I will never visit or life
there. Rome occupies a completely new space in my mind when I learn of the
places and experiences Krista has had while living there over the past few
months. Despite the variable nature of our experiences, a common thread remains
embedded in our desires; to enjoy the company of each other, return for our
next semester at B.C. and continue to grow throughout the duration of this
experience.
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