Back on the road!
(this is Becky)
I'm in Leiden, Netherlands (about 20 minute train ride outside Amsterdam) for the semester, studying law at the University of Leiden. You say: Isn't study abroad for college students? Aren't you a little old to go tool around Europe under the guise of "study abroad"? I say: Apparently not (x2).
The American Bar Association approves certain programs for law school students to spend a semester, or even a year, at a foreign law school. Benefits include learning a bit about a civil law system (versus US common law) and not being in Hartford (not in brochure, but a real game changer, for sure). Also there's the whole cultural interaction bit but that's for the softies. Anyways, third year of law school is mostly to take the classes that you want to take and to get a job. The classes that I want to take happen to be over here, and let's face it, my job search abilities are not stellar so I might as well fumble around over here, right? Right. Add to this picture that one of my besties Brie, and another Uconn friend Chris, decided to go to Leiden as well and we are in for an fun semester.
Brie and I wound up taking the same flight over and it's a damn good thing because I might have lost it being alone. Together, however, we redefined the term, "hot mess." I overpacked (shocker) in two large and unwieldy rolly suitcases. Brie, while a super packer, neglected to put it all in a suitcase with wheels so she had to carry her single but super heavy bag. This meant we could walk about 20 feet before having to take a break. Also meant no stairs.
We got to sit next to each other on the plane and watch cheesy movies all night until about 1.5 hours from Zurich when we tried to fall asleep. We were a liiiiittle tired and bedraggled for the rest of the trip. Made it from Amsterdam to Leiden in one piece, but only in 20 ft spurts. We had trouble finding our real estate agent once we got here, and, at one very low point, we were in an internet cafe- homeless, phoneless, exhausted, starving, and a little chilly (and there was one hair sticking straight up out of my ponytail).
But that all changed once we got in touch with our adorable real estate agent Chris, who rolled up to the apartment on his bike and in sweatpants. He let us into the apartment, and oooh! the Leiden chapter begins. More next time!