After having my computer stolen in London, I had limited computer access and, therefore, limited Internet access. But on June 11, I assumed all that would change as I ventured to Greece to visit my cousin at her house on the island of Mykonos. I was mistaken.

Mykonos is a small island of about 41 square miles that’s home to 9,300 people (not to mention the vast number of tourists who venture onto the island from cruise ships on a daily basis). The island is small but still manages to maintain a modern flair among its ancient history. My cousin’s house sits atop a small hill, overlooking the Chora (meaning town in Greek) where her father’s restaurant resides. Outside, from the patio, you can see the ocean touching the horizon. It is a beautiful place—tranquil during the day, boisterous at night. Lying on the beach is a daily activity before gallivanting into town to discover the amazing night life. But one thing was missing from my Grecian vacation … Internet access.

My uncle lives in the house only for the summer months, so Internet access has never been much of a necessity. This summer he decided to invest in the luxury when he realized how necessary it was for the three college students (me and my two cousins) residing in the house. After going to the phone store, finding an English-speaking employee and receiving set-up directions, we went home to find that his phone lines were not compatible with the Internet. Too old, we presumed. For the entire week, we went Internetless. It was somewhat invigorating, but at the same time I knew I had assignments to submit and people to contact.

I went about the week enjoying myself. When I finally returned home late Saturday night (June 19), I raced to the computer to check my email, Facebook, etc. But before I could even turn the computer on, my dad informed me that a huge storm had come through the area the night before, leaving us without cable and, therefore, without Internet. I felt as if I were living in the dark ages.

I went three more days without any Internet access that wasn’t from my iPhone. I felt limited and lifeless, and I realized how dependent we have become on communication through the Internet. Without it, we are at a complete loss. I am still ambivalent about this fact because although the Internet is incredibly useful, our dependency seems unhealthy!

I digress.

I finally have Internet, and I am elated. I am trying to catch up on my work and communications, but I fear it will take me quite some time. I was never able to write a post with closing remarks about the trip, so I will take this opportunity to do so,

The trip was the experience of a lifetime. I learned about the media abroad, different cultures and religions, and even made some great contacts along the way. Every aspect of the trip will stay with me throughout my life and my future career as a journalist. I am grateful to have had such an opportunity and to have met such amazing people. I wish I could do it all over again.

My advice for future study abroaders: Be prepared. I look back now and wish that I had had more time to prepare myself for the reporting because there is limited time to accomplish tasks once you are on the other side of the pond. But regardless, I highly recommend this trip to those hoping to pursue a career in journalism (both international and domestic) because it simply provides a new perspective that can prove to be invaluable.

Thanks for the memories #cronkiteuro!

Now, off to write that research paper!

A beach on the island of Mykonos

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