European summer program, part deux

Last year I had the pleasure of participating in a university program which hosted about 20 students from all over Western Europe to take classes for five weeks. I’m doing it again this year.

The students—24 in all, from 9 different countries—just arrived this weekend; today is their first day of classes. I’ve not spoken with all of them one-on-one yet, but the few that I have I’ve already made a great connection with. I’m looking forward to this.

I agreed to do it again this summer at the behest of the program coordinator, who said that they could use someone with veterancy on this year. Last year I didn’t have classes to take, as I do now, so I initially declined, then was persuaded at the promise of money and meeting new friends—though not necessarily in that order.

The group last year was largely inconsequential to me, but I met one guy with whom I’ve kept in very close contact, and consider him a true friend of mine. I don’t think I’ll be lucky enough to have that experience two years running, but I’ll try to keep an open mind.

And as repayment to that friend I met, Cihan, I shall blog incessantly about how racist and curmugdeonly all these news kids are, just like I did last year. ;)

More to come.


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