If I was only granted one word to describe our tour through Europe, I know exactly which word I would pick: unforgettable. Those 26 days will likely never leave my mind, as long as I live; because each memory I made is one that I will treasure for years and …
After a year of serving as both Tour Manager and Vice President of Glee Club, nothing could have felt better after graduation than a long, relaxing trip through Europe, singing with my brothers in song. We had an incredible assortment of experiences, many of which you’ve already read about, but …
After leaving Vienna, we drove to Munich, but before we arrived, we had a pit stop to make. You see, when you tour Europe with more than 50 music-loving college men, you get used to some strange things. One such thing is the bus’s tendency to spontaneously break into song. …
We’re taking a break from our series of posts about our European Tour to bring the focus back to the U.S. in honor of its 239th birthday. Earlier this week, our President, Stuart Streit, got a chance to sit down with rising sophomore Kieran Kelly, a Midshipman in the Navy …
“When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?” -Billy Joel, Vienna. As our bus inched closer and closer to our destination, these lyrics from Billy Joel’s iconic tribute to Austria’s capital sounded again and again in my mind. It was fitting, I suppose. In the song, he paints Vienna as a …
… divided for centuries by the Danube river into Buda (the city of the west) and Pest (the city of the east). As a brother who shared a room for fourteen years of his life, I can only imagine the amount of medieval carnage exchanged between those two cities. Eventually, …
For those of you reading this who have never heard of Ljubljana or its parent nation, Slovenia, we should probably start off with a few facts about the two: Ljubljana (lyoo-BLYAH-nah) is the capital city of Slovenia. Ljubljana’s population is only a little less than 283,000; meaning it is approximately …
My first visit to Bologna occurred during the fall semester of my junior year—a semester I spent studying abroad in Rome. It was a gloomy, overcast Sunday in October, and almost all of the famous Bolognese eateries were closed for the day of rest. I left the provincial capital of …
It’s our fourth day on tour. Rome seems like that dream that you can’t quite remember—its food, its tourists…not to mention the ageless cobblestoned streets, where our craned necks, strained from basking in art, arches, and a bygone era, found refuge. The hills of Tuscany, which I call home, now …
‘We came, We Saw, We Sang!’ Where better to begin a tour of Europe than at the beginning? As we met the Tuesday morning sunshine on our bus ride from Rome’s Leonardo da Vinci International Airport to the hotel, I was greeted with the faces of familiar friends. The buildings, monuments, …
