The last
two days have been very different from anything I’ve experienced thus far on
the trip. You’ll have to excuse the length of this blog, primarily its short
length. All in all, the sixteenth and today, the seventeenth, have been
relatively boring.
The one
noteworthy thing that did happen these past few days was that I bid farewell to
all the friends I had made while with the Yale Young Global Scholars Program.
Ryan, Alex, Metincan, Tyler, Kevin, Ayano, Silin, Yi, and Abby are just of the
few people I can call friend that I made during this program. I will miss them
all greatly but will keep in touch so we don’t drift apart. They were a
pleasure to work and study with, not to mention that I loved picking their
brains on what they thought about world problems or national issues. Everyone
is a bit different, and I loved learning how their minds work. I will miss the
directors, the instructors, and the seminar leaders. I don’t know who I won’t
miss but I will never forget what everyone taught me. I thank them all very
much.
After saying our goodbyes to our friends, my
cohort and I left to go shopping for souvenirs and lunch. The food was good and
I hope that my friends and family back home enjoy all of the souvenirs I got
for them. We then hitched a train ride back to Providence, Rhode Island and
found one of our friends from the program, Eloka, waiting to catch a train to
Newark and then a plane to London. It was nice to see him again and say see you
later one final time. I hope he is doing well right not. We then checked into
our hotel, and then went out for dinner and a movie. The food was very nice and
the movie Percy Jackson and the Sea of
Monsters was okay. But that is basically the sixteenth in a nut shell. Now
although I usually post picture of the food we eat, this time I won’t. I feel
like logging every single thing we eat is a bit repetitive.
Then there
was today. Today has about the same substance, but is a bit more relaxed. I got
up at eight o’clock this morning, got ready, and relaxed until twelve fifteen
this afternoon when we had to go downstairs for checkout. Everyone slept in,
which is what we all needed after two weeks of working hard. We then went out
for our final meal on the East coast called Local 121. The food was fantastic.
I had a zucchini gazpacho soup which was a bit bitter for my taste, but the
pasta I had was very good. Eric didn’t have the room to finish the other half
of his sandwich, so I finished it for him and man did I mess up in my entre
choice. His sandwich had beef, kale, sautéed mushrooms, and caramelized onions
that went so well together. The onions complemented the beef to create a
sandwich that melted in your mouth.
After we
lunch we caught a cab to the airport and flew to Chicago.We waited on the tarmac for a while and then flew to SFO. After we landed, my parents and sister greeted me and I was elated to see them. I was officially home. We had some pupusas, a Latin American food, to celebrate and got to experience my homes weather again. I missed it, but couldn't wait to see my grandmother. I am so glad to be home yet sad I won't be at the program. But all good things must come to an end.
But before
I let you go, I know you want to know what happened during the class. Well, as
much as I would have liked to have blogged it as it happened, we were swamped
with classes, seminars, and simulations from nine thirty o’clock in the morning
to nine o’clock at night. Then from nine at night to midnight, we had to work
on our group Marshall Briefs, additional essays, or seminar readings. There was
just no time. But in my reflective blog, I will do my best to do, from memory,
to give you a day by day account of what transpired. Goodnight.
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