Study Abroad Blog


Posted on January 28th, 2008 by Shani

Me and my Mother went to Kazan on the same train, but in different carriages. It was terribly cold in mine. I was trying to fall asleep but didn’t succeed. The cold wrapped me like a blanket. I put on a scarf, then – a hat…a coat, but nothing helped.

A Birthday.

Posted on January 26th, 2008 by Shani

There are trips that change everything in life. Kazan railway station was covered with purple mist, as if in dreams. The cold burnt the breath. Everything seemed unreal. I booked tickets to Kazan for the 3 of January, to be at my Grandfather’s birthday. Instead of that, I came to his funeral. My Grandpa passed […]


Posted on January 25th, 2008 by Shani

“Rosh Hashana” – Israeli New Year is in autumn. Immigrants from Russia brought European holidays with them. But the traditional New Year without snow, fur tree and Father Frost differs in Israel. Moreover, the first of January is a regular working day. An old, Soviet New Year postcard. It’s a tradition in Russia to celebrate […]


Posted on January 24th, 2008 by Shani

Dear students from all over the world!!! This year, I’ve got ? very precious gift – an opportunity to find my Father. I don’t know how my investigation will end, but I would like to express my deepest gratitude for such a present. Happy New Year! Let all your dreams come true! I wish you […]

Grade Non-Disclosure

Posted on January 19th, 2008 by Matt Brattin

So we have this grade non-disclosure policy here at ESADE, which basically means I’m not supposed to disclose (or I have a choice to disclose, I believe) my grades on campus. I’ve never had this before, but still, every interview I’ve had thus far the interviewer has asked about grades. Well, up until yesterday, we […]

I’m Still Here!

Posted on January 13th, 2008 by Matt Brattin

I know, this is a sorry excuse for a post, but it has just been so long since I wrote that I feel like I at least need to write something! The quick and dirty is that after Malta was finals, after finals kicked my butt my mother and “little” sister visited Barcelona for three […]