Today I had my last day of classes at NYU Prague, and it was also my Management professor’s last day teaching in Prague after eight years, so he had some final words for our class. He said that as we go back to America, sleep for a few days and try to re-adjust, and then carry on with our usual American routines, our time in Prague will all feel like a distant dream. Because of this, he said to make sure you have something to hold onto from Prague, whether it is a souvenir, a lesson you learned, or the pictures you took. For me, I am so thankful that I took this blogging course and was able to write down some of my best memories and most pressing thoughts about Prague on somewhere as permanent as the internet. Whenever I feel like the memories of Prague are starting to fade or seem less real, I will at least have my posts, and the posts of my friends that were also in this program, to refer back to.
In addition to these blog posts, I will be able to hold onto the great friendships I made here in Prague. When I see the people that I met and grew close to in the classrooms of NYU back in New York, I will be able to recall the place where we met, and how we experienced this beautiful city together.
I will also have the ability to play one of my favorite songs on the piano, and I will remember my great mentor and friend who taught it to me here in Prague. Having a new talent that I didn’t have before Prague is a priceless souvenir that I won’t be able to lose (unless I forget it of course) and I’m really grateful that I decided to take piano on a whim.
I also feel like I really pushed myself out of my comfort zone this semester. From caving in Budapest to crossing the Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge in Ireland, I’ve done some things this semester that I would have never though I’d do, or get the chance to do. I even went zorbing!!! Thinking about leaving Prague in a week makes me really sad, sadder than I thought I’d be, and I desperately hope I don’t forget some of the amazing things I’ve done and seen while I’ve been here. Prague is not a place that would allow me to follow my career goals if I lived here, so I am nervous that once I leave this beautiful place, I will never return. One day when I’m older, established, and have kids, I will promise myself to one day take them to Prague, and tell them of the amazing memories that I had here, and how it helped me grow as a person and find myself as an individual. Nashledanou, Praha, I’ll miss you.
The image is me zorbing in Prague. Harder than it looks!