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TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 4

TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 4

Featured image: Scenes from London! Hello, kind reader! This will be my last post documenting my experience studying abroad! Are you ready? Let’s begin dissecting my experience 🙂 When I first arrived, I was honestly scared! I definitely felt like I was an alien who had recently plopped onto a mysterious portion of Earth. How could I get to Kelvinhaugh Street? Where were my accommodations? I had not yet purchased a SIM card. The handy-dandy Google Maps was not in…

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TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 3

TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 3

Featured image: One of the many pictures I took on a recent excursion to New Lanark in Scotland’s countryside. I Touched A Heart. Not figuratively, not imaginatively, but literally. During anatomy, we opened the thoracic cavity of the cadaver and inspected the parietal pleura and pericardium. As Professor Quondamatteo exposed the heart, my mouth widened. The heart wasn’t the size of a fist. It was larger than my palm with my fingers extended. We were tasked to look for the transverse…

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TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 2

TAMMY WANG | GLASGOW, SCOTLAND | POST 2

Featured image: Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum in Glasgow! Brrrrring! My eyelids flew open. 6:00 AM. I quickly flung my bed sheets to my left and reached for my phone. I pressed the stop button on the bottom of the screen. I had officially been brought back alive from the dead of sleep. It was time to release my inner warrior. Yohji Yamamoto once said, “Black is modest and arrogant at the same time. Black is lazy and easy―but mysterious….

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Tammy Wang | Glasgow, Scotland | Post 1

Tammy Wang | Glasgow, Scotland | Post 1

Featured image: Where I am studying, the University of Glasgow! 3:00 in the afternoon. Slowly sipping my iced Americano, I gazed out the glass window—a light drizzle cascaded from the stratus clouds. I arrived at Glasgow Airport after attempting a two-hour snooze on my layover flight from London. Feelings of unfamiliarity began to stealthily crawl up my back. Along with a group of international students, five of us took the coach service to Kelvinhaugh Street. After we collected our suitcases,…

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