Program: Serbia

For me the Fourth of July is all five senses: the taste of ice cream and Coca-Cola, the smell of …

The ease of day-to-day communication is something that I take advantage of; at home and on campus, I speak the …

As I’m sitting at the dinner table with my Serbian host family, I see signs of a familiar dilemma. My …

The rain falls in sheets, blowing into the doorway where I have taken shelter. My walk around Zemun, a suburb …

I, a second-generation child of immigrants, self-proclaimed woke teenager and attendee of DukeEngage Academy’s many sessions on cultural awareness, was …

I hit the “sign up” button two weeks ago, fulfilling my duty to write a blog post and thinking I …

For the longest time, I wanted to be Johnny Bravo.   If you were not fortunate enough to grow up …

Being in Serbia has taught me how to put my education into practice. I’m a cultural anthropology major. Normally when …

The cool breeze of the Danube River swept through my long, brown hair. Wearing my black Duke windbreaker and faded …

The scene by the marble tomb was too quiet, too peaceful. Outside the late-afternoon sun burnished the trees and tall …