The Lance
September 28, 1984
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Bninnenburg:
photo bv: Craig Piccola
To think Chip Carmical had to go to Italy to
rest.
photo by: Craig Piccoia
Relaxing after an enjoyable cookout, probable conver -
sation included Pound poetry.
photo by: Craig Piccola
Being away from home has not affected the smile on Karen
Cole’s face. '
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Worldly
The new dorm life!
photo by: Craig Piccola
Dear St. Andrews
Our arrival here at Brunneburg, Italy was quite a breathtaking adventure.
The train ride through Switzerland and part of Austria had us zipping past
the majestic Alps. Even I, a congenial southern, have found the hospitality
here hard to beat. Aside from one last bag, a few delays, and three almost
too quick train changes, which left us gasping for breath, the travels have
been fine.
The castle we are staying in is between two cities of Northern Italy, they
are Dorf Tirol and Meran. Having started classes has not stopped us from
venturing into town to visit the delicious Eis Cafes in Dorf Tirol. Living in a
castle is an adventure in itself. We are not accustomed to the antiquity of
the structure. There’s such a mystical feehng about the castle. I believe it
comes from the intermingling of time. We, the students, professors, and
residents of the castle are the present. Yet, we are studying and experiencing
an age long past. It is a gathering together of all ages in an attempt to make
everything contemporaneous.
Also while here we are slowly being exposed to this foreign culture. We
enjoy being serenaded by the,local musicians. We also enjoy roaming the
hillsides checking out the different types of agriculture. We hope soon to be
learning of the cultural traditions and what they mean to these people.
The most important aspect of being here is that in all these new ex
periences and this excitement we will learn more about ourselves and our
own culture.
Auf Wiedersehen
Chip Carmical