With the rigor of classes which has been bestowed on us these last two weeks, I feel sometimes that I am not so much living in another country, as living on the RIT Kosovo campus. I could not have expected that an international trip such as this could in its own way feel so effectively constraining in nature. And with the sparse amount of time we are allotted here, every hour, every minute spent indoors seems as a wasted one. So sometimes, when even a few hours of the day are presented to me, I like to take a walk up the street to Germia Park to hike the trails, just so I can get some time to myself, clear my head, and remind myself of the wondrous potentialities of being in another country. I say this mostly as a pretense to showing some of the photos I have taken while on these daily walks.
