{"id":13103,"date":"2018-04-30T15:09:08","date_gmt":"2018-04-30T20:09:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/?p=13103"},"modified":"2018-04-30T15:09:08","modified_gmt":"2018-04-30T20:09:08","slug":"arrivederci-roma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.luc.edu\/goglobal\/?p=13103","title":{"rendered":"Arrivederci Roma!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Arrivederci Roma!<\/span><\/i> We sang that song three times at our Voice concert celebrating the end of the semester on Monday, April 23rd. There were a lot more people in the audience than I expected. (Many of us had pleaded with our friends not to come.) They came anyway, and we laughed and stammered through a few classic Italian songs, including our solo pieces. Most of us were not singers, but we had fun with it, breathing sighs of relief in between phrases because the semester was almost over, we were almost on our way back home. <\/span><\/p>\n

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Street art in Prati, Rome<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Early on in the semester, I read a blog post written by a former JFRC student, she warned future students not to spend too much time wishing they were home. She wrote that during her semester, she never really stopped missing home, but that\u2019s okay. I too found myself stubbornly missing home and looking forward to going back all semester. I never woke up one day no longer missing home at all. When I read her post, I realized every moment spent wishing I was home was a wasted one. Soon, I knew, I would be writing this last blog post, from my own kitchen table in Chicago. I think after I read that, I was more motivated to make the most of each day, and I did that the best I could for the rest of the semester.<\/span><\/p>\n

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A guitarist plays on a curbside in Rome<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Looking back, I loved my semester. Even though it wasn\u2019t perfect, it was my own, unique experience that I wouldn\u2019t change. I traveled to Poland and Switzerland, I toured Auschwitz and jumped off of a mountain. I had pizza in Naples and gelato in Florence. Saw the David, the Trevi, Botticelli\u2019s <\/span>Primavera, <\/span><\/i>and dropped coins in the hats and cases of dozens of street musicians.<\/span><\/p>\n

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St. Peter’s Square<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Not only am I lucky to have been able to take this trip, but doubly lucky to be able to come home to a place I love. Friends and family, and a whole list of things I missed. Less than 2% of American college students study abroad, an even smaller percentage gets to study abroad, all the while looking forward to coming home, while still enjoying their experiences in the host country. Needless to say, I have a lot to be grateful.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Snowfall in Rome!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0I got home Friday, April 27th. It\u2019s been a relatively smooth transition. Three months is long enough to grow and change, but not enough to forget what home is like. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Next steps: Have a fun summer, and hopefully work a good internship related to communications. Next year I will be an RA at Loyola University Chicago, living at the water tower campus near Michigan Avenue. One more thing: I can\u2019t wait to travel like a tourist in Chicago. It\u2019s time for me to see more of my city, and my country!<\/span><\/p>\n

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One angle of Amsterdam<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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A hungry scavenger waits for a meal above a fish market<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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Artwork on display during the WWII trip<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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Arrivederci Roma! We sang that song three times at our Voice concert celebrating the end of the semester on Monday, April 23rd. There were a lot more people in the audience than I expected. (Many of us had pleaded with our friends not to come.) They came anyway, and we laughed and stammered through a … <\/p>\n

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