By Kate Morrissett
At this point in the semester, I’m certainly not the only person who has experienced that not-so-fleeting moment of panic upon opening my bag to realize that something valuable like a phone or wallet wasn’t there. Plenty of us have had to go through the unpleasant process of canceling debit cards, replacing metro cards, or using someone’s old iPod touch until we could get a new phone. While I don’t love having to call Bank of America again and again, I have to admit, getting my wallet stolen just hasn’t been the end of the world like I imagined it would be. What I pictured as being the worst experience ever has really just become a minor inconvenience. On the flip side, every good experience has been 10x times better than I could have imagined.
Every trip I’ve taken has completely exceeded my expectations. I’ve made deeper friendships in three months than I ever expected. I’ve tried food I was convinced I’d hate and ended up liking, (I’m looking at you, croquettes with squid ink). So, yeah, my wallet may have been stolen two times too many, but at the end of the day that’s just two negative experiences in three months, and can’t come close to comparing to the countless positive ones I’ve had.
I wish I could tell anyone who is thinking about studying abroad that all the good stuff is so much better than they think it will be, and the bad stuff isn't such a big deal after all.