When I started to learn Latin, I saw it everywhere. Location played a big role in this — Latin seems woven into the regional character of Italy, where I undertook a summer course in the language in a three-week intensive program at the University of Bologna. Bologna was sweltering, the streets in the center of
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Don’t hate the circumstance, you may miss the blessing. – Marshall Rosenberg I am running towards something unknown in a never-ending direction, with no lights, and no passers-by. The night is cold, and my sight clouded, long thin shadows run alongside me – I don’t know where to turn. I am utterly lost. In the
The image of my home country, Bosnia and Herzegovina––as the “land of adventures”(read here misadventures) in the eyes of many Westerners––has always puzzled me before this summer. Darn…we have come such a long way in terms of infrastructure since the 1990s war, and yet, even the National Geographic placed us on its “Best Adventure Destinations”
I still vividly remember August 26, 2012 – my first time in Berlin and at ECLA of Bard. A lot of expectations blended into the abstract colors of the unknown. Another start anew, characterized mostly by the “pull-and-push” mechanism between anxiety and excitement. The interesting thing about being a student is that you have a
The bridge which spans the Spree River, connecting the Berliner boroughs of Kreuzberg and Friedrichshain, the so-called Oberbaumbrücke, becomes a feast of art, music and expression every summer on two holiday Sundays. Berlin summers are so flooded with creative and art-oriented events that one must ask: what is it that makes this one special? Well,
After a weekly load of work and intensive German language courses, some ECLA of Bard students decided to take a sip from the “Sea of Free Time” that the weekend had to offer. With sleepy early-morning eyes, “armed” with sweets for energy and maps for guidance in their backpacks, they made their way through a