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As anyone who has participated in UConn's Education Abroad in Cape Town will tell you, there are no words to adequately explain the depth of the experiences, no narratives to sufficiently describe the hospitality of the people, and no pictures to begin to capture the exquisite scenery. Therefore this blog is only intended to provide an unfolding story of the those co-educators who are traveling together as companions on this amazing journey.

As Resident Director of this program since 2008 it is once again my privilege and honor to accompany another group of remarkable students to this place I have come to know and love.

In peace, with hope,
Marita McComiskey, PhD

(marita4peace@gmail.com)

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Becca heading back to the place formerly known as home

When I first arrived in Cape Town, I expected to be empowered, fulfilled, engaged, and excited at every waking moment.

In reality, my experience here has strayed far from that expectation. Upon reflection, this has made it far more meaningful.

The thing about studying abroad that many people don’t realize is that your life continues to happen. You continue to feel stress, anxiety, and fear. Sometimes this is exacerbated by the fact that everything around you is unfamiliar. Sometimes you feel guilty because you needed to spend a few hours alone in your room instead of out exploring. That’s okay.

But what has been so profoundly transformative is understanding how, by living my life through these challenges, I have changed. I am more confident in communicating my opinion. I have a more complex understanding of culture, identity, and the complex systems that are created by these collective and individual environments.

Becca & Emily
I am so sad, but I am comforted in my knowing that this is not the last time I will be here. I will leave a piece of my heart in Cape Town. I was explaining to my mom, who’s visiting me, that it didn’t feel like I was leaving after our travels. It felt like I would return to my job, my house, my daily rituals and habits. And, in the words of Winnie the Pooh, “How lucky am I to have known some[place that] was so hard to say goodbye to”.

Ultimately, I know that I will need more time and distance to fully comprehend how my experience in Cape Town has impacted me. Right now I’m just struggling to grapple with the fact that in a few short hours I will be in Connecticut—the place that I have always identified as my home, but now, being here, feels intangible and unfamiliar.









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