And now, the end is near. And so, I face the final blog. My friends, I’ll say it clear. I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.My homeboy Frank Sinatra
I don’t like liars, or hypocrites. Never have, never will. So, I will be truthful. My expectations for the buddy project were high. They were so high they could bring back a piece of cloud for you. But like Icarus they flew too high, too close to the sun.
COVID was the sun to my wax wings. It ruined my plans, restricted any other plans I could have made and straight-out removed the opportunity of bonding with my buddies. By the time restrictions loosened my buddies were already gone. Never truly knowing what it’s like going to a café at 11am and staying till they close. Never having said “Miss Moeial, houdt uwen teut” whilst watching an episode of F.C. De Kampioenen. Never seeing the small details of the big cities. That’s sad.
However, in lighter news, I shall be embarking on a journey of my own. To Italy I say! Preparations are coming to a closing. We have a place to stay, our tickets, and an agreement with our company. Some minor details still need figuring out, but we’ve got all the time in the world. However, that doesn’t mean we should be slacking.
Now, perhaps you yourself might also be contemplating about participating in one of these studies/internships abroad. I highly encourage you do. Even if mine turns out bad. You never know what you will learn, who you will meet or where you shall make memories that would last for a lifetime.
Beneath you can find a short video in which I shall share my checklist with you. You don’t have to watch it.