Hotel La Barcarolle
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There are 57 people in my program, participating in Physics, Public Health, or International Relations (that's me) internships and classes. So, the majority of us, and all of our luggage, were picked up at the airport and brought back to "Muzy," our home away from home. We got to drive past the UN!! Anywho, we live in doubles and triples, each with out own attached bathroom. Each floor has its ...
... looking for skiing /boarding, a party, and to get lucky occasionally. Be fair to say its a target rich environment, in all categories. We got a lot of kudos because of our age, and that we were 'living the dream'. Kind of funny also, we went to the staff do at the end of training. It was in a nightclub. We walked in about 10pm and everyone cheered. Said hi to people, bought a drink each, a 250ml Heinie and a vodka and coke. Cost NZ$26. Didn't stay long, but our ...
... is a city deep in gray scale - the mist off the lake mutes most of the buildings to white or dull stone colors, and I have yet to see a local wearing anything but black. Even the other study abroad students seem to all be wearing black, while I am very warm but not particularly sleek or urban in my turquoise coat and cargo ski pants.
Bright side: I am one of the few study abroad students that I've met so far who speaks French! I'm ...
... tir à l’arc traditionnel. Littéralement Kyudo se traduit par ‘la voie de l’arc’. J’avais envie de me remettre au tir à l’arc après en avoir fait à St Andrews. Un des aspects de ce sport que j’apprécie le plus c’est, qu’une fois face à la cible, il faut se vider l’esprit et se concentré sur les mouvements de son corps. Je pensé que c’est aspect serait encore plus marqué dans le tir à l’arc Japonais ...
... a head shake. It was as if he started to breathe the breath of life into our lungs, THE BREATH WE'VE BEEN LONGING FOR. But then he went "psyche" and lead us out to join the other groups watching to see if their friends would get in, cheering or booing if they did.
Our giant group hysterically dropped like flies, only a few getting a serious pause, only to be slapped in the face with rejection. Some didn't even get eye contact. We were not worth this man's ...