• jessicadunne95

Now that it is coming to the end of the college year, and we are turning in our last assignments, it has become even more real to me that we won't get to finish this erasmus year as it started, together, in Budapest.

I remember when the college closed first, each day I would wake up in my room in Budapest and think, maybe today is the day that it will all be over. However, after a few days like this, it became evident that no one could truly know how long quarantine would be happening for, and when Hungary announced it was closing it's borders, I decided to book a flight home.

Deep down I knew that I probably wouldn't be able to get back to Budapest before the college year was over, but I was still hoping it could happen, imagining what it would be like for everyone to get back together again to finish the year together.

I miss Budapest, the people I met there, the college, and the little apartment I stayed in.

I have been thinking of the months missed of new experiences, of strengthening friendships, and all of the unknowns that we didn't get to see.

Jessica Dunne

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Updated: May 18, 2020

How to organise physical distancing in public space?

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Heroes Square




Ine Van Horen

video-documentation: Isabel T.

video-editing: Laura Persijn

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Lately I've been thinking about time. About our relationship with it through the different phases of our life and particularly in this current pandemic situation. I can only speak for myself when I say this, but maybe some people would relate (like madonna):

time goes by so slowly It's completely different from life before coronavirus. I remember vividly how every day felt like a constant rush. Always being late to everything, always running after lost time. It's hard not to be affected by the stress hovering in the streets, the public transports, or in the supermarkets. Overall, it's just hard to keep up with the pace of modern life. In order to control the spread of the virus, we had to slow down (because it seemed like the best strategy). We also had to isolate, but let's forget how lonely we feel just for a second. To be honest, slowing down actually feels pretty good. I get to move at my own pace and the only stress I feel is the one I create so therefore, I also have the capacity to tune out from it. I finally have time to stop, be conscious and present, to think about what well-being means to me and how I can achieve it in a long-lasting way. Hopefully, we can introduce a little bit of this "slow living" idea into our lifestyles when things get back to normal. Just savoring the minutes instead of counting them. Time is not money and faster does not mean better.

(panoramic photos taken with my android phone)



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