Considering the fact that this is my final weblog entry during my Erasmus stay, I have searched for something that sums up my time here. However, in doing so I came across a poem that I studied years ago, by Robert Frost. The poem, to me, completely reflects my feelings about coming on Erasmus before I left Ireland and now my thoughts on my travels before I return home again. I must admit that coming on Erasmus was not something that I was overly looking forward to, infact I was nervous about missing my friends and family and living with people that I had never met before (apart from Kerri-Ann of course). Nonetheless, now I know that taking the 'road less travelled' has been the right choice.
"The Road Not Taken"
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
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