One by one, we are going down like flies. Yesterday it was Ramina who was ill, today it is Tringa and Avital, and Caitlin and I can feel the tickle forming in our throats. The reality of this summer course is very similar to that of the Model UN conferences I attended – you travel long distances to attend a conference in which you are occupied from early in the morning until late at night, and once you are free you inevitably socialize with the other attendees until the early hours of the morning.
The result is a body which has been exposed to many germs during our train/plane/bus rides to the conference/academy, whose immune system becomes compromised by the lack of sleep and the intense schedule we live for a week (in Model UN) or three weeks (for this academy).
Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore both Model UN and the Hague Academy. They are both activities which I am extremely grateful to be able to participate in. The question is, though, how many of us will make it to every class – which is unfortunate, because the academy has some of the most prestigious lectures I have ever had the honor to hear. (My favorite lecturer who speaks about treaties, for example, is a Commissioner of the International Law Commission – a division of the United Nation’s Office of Legal Affairs.) Only time will tell.
Favorite part of the day: Taking a boat trip around the canals in Leiden, then exploring the city with some friends afterwards. And the nightly communal balcony party (which keeps lasting way to late into the night. Staying up until midnight for the 3rd night in a row definitely did not help my cold…)
P.S. Dad – I may be sick, but I am still alive.