This is going to be a fairly sad blog post, because I’ve had a fairly sad past couple of days. My time in Belgium has officially come to an end and I miss Ghent more than I ever thought I would. I feel as if I really made a life for myself in that cute little Belgian city. Reflecting upon this past semester, I can tell I’ve matured, grown, and just generally opened up to new and exciting experiences.
My last few weeks in Belgium consisted of three things:
- Exams (EW)
- My 21st birthday (YAY)
- Packing up my life once again and transporting it far far away (EW)
Okay so there is no doubt that one’s 21st birthday is a HUGE deal. If you’re in the United States that is. I was always been kind of torn whether I was happy or upset that I’d have to celebrate my twenty-first over here in Europe. Of course, no big blow out party with a huge bar crawl and crazy stories. I did, however, get to experience one of earth’s most beautiful natural landmarks, spend much-needed time away with great friends, and visit a new country for my 21st. My friends were super sweet and celebrated with me accordingly as if turning 21 was a big deal for them (when I know it really isn’t). Also, while we were hanging out at a typical Irish pub that night, we met a couple of New Yorkers who insisted in helping me celebrate my 21st “correctly”. All in all, I had an amazing birthday and thank you to everyone who sent me love and kisses.
Bye Bye, Belgium.
So yes, my Belgian life is now basically over. I’m sad, I really did enjoy Ghent a lot. I’d say it was the perfect city to adjust to European lifestyle to as an American (of course I’m biased), simply because of it’s semi-american lifestyle and everyone there spoke English. I was super spoiled with this lovely city.
My five months spent in Belgium resulted in a million stories, memories, and laughs but I won’t get into too many details. Here are my favorite pictures from the past semester and the stories to go with them!
September – the month of a million awkward hello’s.
October – finally getting my life somewhat together as an international student so the fun (traveling) could begin!
November – the month where I spent four days of the week living it up in Ghent, and then the other three escaping to a far away land.
December – Christmas in Ghent
January – sad, cold, and studying
So if you looked through all those pictures and didn’t cry, you are stronger than I am. I can’t believe that half of my dream-year in Europe is over with.
“You will never be completely home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.”
So my heart is officially spread over 8 different countries, roughly 17 large cities, and about 40 amazing exchange students. I wouldn’t change these memories for the world, thanks for taking on Belgium with me.
That’s a wrap, Ghent.