{"id":4825,"date":"2020-11-24T14:57:24","date_gmt":"2020-11-24T14:57:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fulbridge.org\/w\/?p=4825"},"modified":"2020-11-24T15:07:11","modified_gmt":"2020-11-24T15:07:11","slug":"stranded-abroad-fulbrighters-share-their-lost-stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fulbridge.org\/w\/stranded-abroad-fulbrighters-share-their-lost-stories\/","title":{"rendered":"Stranded Abroad: Fulbrighters Share Their &#8220;Lost&#8221; Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><em>Even the most experienced travelers among us sometimes get &#8220;lost&#8221;. Whether missing a connection or getting off on the wrong stop, these serendipitous moments often leave us with a cherished memory or lesson. Here are a few stories<\/em>. <em>Have your own &#8220;lost&#8221; story to share? Email us at fulbridgesubmissions@gmail.com<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group alignwide\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/fulbridge.org\/w\/?p=4825&amp;preview=true&amp;_thumbnail_id=4829\">Preview in new tab<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-group\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-group\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-group alignwide\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\"><figure class=\"alignleft is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Marianna-FLTA-2002-2004.jpg?resize=232%2C232&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-4828\" width=\"232\" height=\"232\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Marianna-FLTA-2002-2004.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Marianna-FLTA-2002-2004.jpg?resize=210%2C210&amp;ssl=1 210w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Marianna-FLTA-2002-2004.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=232%2C232&amp;ssl=1 464w, https:\/\/i1.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Marianna-FLTA-2002-2004.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=232%2C232&amp;ssl=1 696w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 232px) 100vw, 232px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><figcaption>The entryway of Marianna&#8217;s &#8220;tiny&#8221; studio, with beautiful tall ceilings, doors and windows, and old (easy to break into) hardware.<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>While living in Vienna after my [grant], my flat was broken into. I had to call a friend to even know the right number to call [for help] and the exact phrasing for what had happened. Building a community to rely upon and knowing the resources for emergencies when abroad was a big lesson!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>-Marianna de Fazio, <\/strong>2002-2004, Foreign Language Teaching Assistant to Austria (Wels, Upper Austria)<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:20px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group\"><div class=\"wp-block-group__inner-container is-layout-flow wp-block-group-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\"><em>One time, back when I couldn\u2019t speak or read Ukrainian very much at all (I had been here for only one month), I walked along the side of the highway, [in the] POURING rain, [trying] to find a bus station. It was in the middle of the interstate outside of my capital city. When I finally got there, I waited as other buses came and went, wondering where mine was. After about 40 minutes and wondering if the bus was cancelled, I noticed a grey bus had just started its engine on the other side of the station. I ran over and was told it was my bus, so I got on and we drove for about five hours.&nbsp;Then, we stopped in the middle of the night and I was told that I had to switch buses to get to my next destination. So, once again, we stopped on the side of the highway, and I couldn\u2019t tell which van I was supposed to get into; luckily the bus driver pointed at [the right] one and I hopped in. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-left\"><em>[After] another six hours, I finally arrived at my destination. [I had been] totally confused and scared that I would be left quite literally on the side of the road.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right\">&#8211;<strong>Colleen Prince, <\/strong>2019-2020 ETA to Ukraine<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image is-style-rounded\"><figure class=\"alignright size-thumbnail is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Pooja1-FLTA-2018-2019-1.jpg?resize=228%2C228&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-4831\" width=\"228\" height=\"228\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Pooja1-FLTA-2018-2019-1.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Pooja1-FLTA-2018-2019-1.jpg?resize=210%2C210&amp;ssl=1 210w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Pooja1-FLTA-2018-2019-1.jpg?zoom=2&amp;resize=228%2C228&amp;ssl=1 456w, https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/fulbridge.org\/w\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/Pooja1-FLTA-2018-2019-1.jpg?zoom=3&amp;resize=228%2C228&amp;ssl=1 684w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 228px) 100vw, 228px\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><figcaption>FLTA Pooja Ranade <br>hiking around<br> Lake View Drive <br>(Road to Nowhere, near <br>Bryson City, North Carolina)<\/figcaption><\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><em>During the Fall Break, [some friends and I] went to the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. On the second day, we were hiking around the Lake View Drive (Road to Nowhere, near Bryson City, North Carolina), when we came to the edge of a tunnel. Engrossed by the wall graffiti, I didn&#8217;t realize my friends had gone ahead. Unable to spot their outlines across the tunnel, I had to walk in there alone. As the fear of being lost and claustrophobia took hold; a surprising surge of adrenaline made me sprint across the tunnel, relieved to find my friends waiting for me there. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>I realized those ten minutes were scary, but liberating, at the same time. They changed me- knowing that there was always a way out!<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>For the rest of my Fulbright year, I opened myself up to adventures, from learning to ice skate in the Millennium Park, to walking alone on the Brooklyn Bridge. 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