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  <title>Keegan&apos;s Study Abroad Journal</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 09:32:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, posting from an internet cafe. News of late:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my debit card, put a hold on it, and called home finally. The first three weeks of our 4 week &quot;foundations&quot; course are over, and I  know a workabble amount of Thai at this point (I can almost right legibly, I just need to memorize the several variations of letters that sound somewhat like &quot;d&quot; &quot;s&quot; &quot;g&quot; and and &quot;kh.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know what my first expedition course will be, and who is coming along for the ride. The program here has 18 students (including 3 environmental studies majors from University of Denver), so we&apos;re splitting into two groups of 9 for our tromps out to the villages near the Burmese border. My first class, on Agroecology (translation: agriculture that works within the finite limits of a given ecology) will take me to a town called Fang, far north in Thailand, and then to a town further south called Mae Ta. The group is as follows (for those of you from K who may know some of them):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keegan O&apos;Connor&lt;br /&gt;Erin Agee&lt;br /&gt;Mike Glista&lt;br /&gt;Morgan Hague&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Lake&lt;br /&gt;Gavin Mooney&lt;br /&gt;TiIffany Tononi&lt;br /&gt;Veronica (sorry Veronica, I don&apos;t jknow your last name)&lt;br /&gt;and Tracy Vlnicka (UoD student, who is mighty awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this I need to find a fleece in a city where nobody weatrs them because it&apos;s always too hot. Off to the mall I shall go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now an amusing story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve heard people say they don&apos;t eat anything &quot;with eyes.&quot; NOt only have I had food with eyes, but I&apos;ve seen many an eye while eating (most notably with the fried shrimp, a veritable mass of shrimp fried into patties with eyes and tendrils sticking out everywhere). Last night I had pig brain, seasoned with lemongrass, ginger, garlic and salt, which was delicious. Also on the list of foods I didn&apos;t expect to eat while in Thailand: blood cubes (I knew about them, but didn&apos;t realize I had eaten one until I had decided they aren&apos;t so bad after all), bee eggs, seafood pizza, and a corn/butter/lots of sugar fast-food-type dessert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now this is getting excessively long, so I&apos;ll stop.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2004 13:12:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am leaving for an extremely roundabout trip to Thailand, in 55 hours. I still have a few things to purchase, pack up my room, pack my life for the next 6 months, move everything into storage and print/copy a few important documents. I&apos;m not getting increasingly excited or anxious, like I expected. It&apos;s reached a peak, and I&apos;m kind of hovering there. The dominating feeling right now is a sense of obliviousness to the magnitude of this whole thing. I will not see the people I most value for half a year, I can see myself growing in ways that I can&apos;t possibly predict--and I expect my friends will do the same. I haven&apos;t quite grasped how different these relationships will be when we all return from our respective countries. I&apos;m going to go do something productive now, but check in for updates.</description>
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