The Nostalgia of Fur: On Homesickness at Kenyon
Part of the Kenyon experience is realizing that the strangers you meet during that first semester are, as cliché as it may sound, a second family.
Part of the Kenyon experience is realizing that the strangers you meet during that first semester are, as cliché as it may sound, a second family.
Yesterday morning was my first day of class as a Swedish Program student at the Stockholm School of Economics (SSE). Just as I did on my first day at Kenyon, I allowed myself ample time to get to class. But instead of a leisurely morning stroll across a quiet college campus, my morning commute involved half an hour on the tunnelbana (metro), wedged shoulder-to-shoulder with Swedes heading into the city for work.
History is happening in Ohio and we just happen to be in the greatest village in the world.