Posts tagged: journalism

Day 16: Lost and found

Today was mostly a stay-at-the-hotel-and-work day, so this is another reflection. For a while now I've felt lost in where I want to go in the future. I have about a year and a little bit more of school, but after that I've been pretty unsure. I don't think I…

Day 15: The knife, the port, the prison, and the boy

There are four stories today. The knife We were going to the lifejacket graveyard. It's a dump that has boats and lifejackets from refugees that made it here. But each lifejacket is a good thing - it represents a refugee that successfully completed the journey, and no longer have a…

Day 14: New island with more questions than answers

Unless you're already familiar with Lesvos/Moria, I would recommend you read the Human Rights Watch report, and this New York Times story. Lesvos is the name of the island, and Moria is one of the main refugee camps on the island. Moria is a former prison that was turned into…

Day 13: I'm on a boat

Today was uh...boring? Our group was done with our work ahead of time, so we technically had "free time", except we didn't have anything to do/see, so we just got even more ahead on our work and took naps/watched TV. Then we got to the boat! At this point was…

Day 12: Photos, photos, photos

Sunset from the Acropolis of Athens We had to go on a "photo safari" - two photos of ancient Athens, two of modern Athens, and one that was a hybrid. We went to the old Polytechnic university buildings that were the site of an uprising in 1973. It was incredible…

Day 11: Rain rain, go away

But like really. It's not actually supposed have a high chance of raining in Athens...and yet it rained. We had a tourist day planned, visiting the islands of Hydra, Poros, and Aegina. Hydra was nice, it was lightly raining, but we went into the ocean to swim. The beach was…

Day 10: Meeting refugees and Athena

We hit the ground running in Athens, and the first morning, went to interview refugees in Victoria Square. Since we only spoke English, we looked for people roughly our age, assuming that the younger generation would speak English. It's a small square, but we found 3 young men from Afghanistan.…

Day 9: Midpoint reflection

OK, we're not exactly at the midpoint yet, but this is a better time than never to start a reflection. In total I think I've interviewed (in depth) with around 10 refugees/migrants, and about 5 people who work in support of them. One topic that constantly comes up (partly because…

Day 8: Ciao Italy!

Today was effectively our last day in Italy. Tomorrow we're flying to Athens, and will spend the rest of our time in Greece. We went to see the Valley of the Temples, which, surprise surprise, is not actually a valley! It's on a mountain ridge, which actually makes for better…

Day 7: A short break

Today closes the first week of our trip, and all I want now is a break. I don't really feel physically tired, mostly just emotionally drained. I'm also running out of Skittles. We spent most of today just working on existing source material that we had. I finished up a…

Day 6: Unprepared for heartbreak

In Boy Scouts, we were always taught to Be Prepared. And I thought I had prepared for everything (first aid kit, flashlights, emergency food, etc.) before heading on this trip – that is, until I met Joshua. Joshua is a 17 year old refugee from Sierra Leone. By his own…

Day 5: Exhaustion (only a bit)

It's day 5, I did not expect to be this tired, so quickly. I think I'm missing the siesta time that I'm supposed to get in Italy. But, I'm also having a blast, and at least trying to take every opportunity to explore / learn things. It feels waaaay longer…

Day 4: First round of interviews

Today we went out onto the streets and started looking for people to talk to. Ideally we were looking for people to talk to us on video, but we knew that everyone would not be comfortable with that. We have two interviews planned for later this week, which should hopefully…

Day 3: Return to the mountain

Today we travelled to a few mountain (relatively) towns in Sicily. Ignoring some of the tourist-y stuff, it really reminded me of Esino Lario. The streets, buildings, and elevation gain were all pretty similar. I got to do a bit of hiking (and just get out of the tourist trap!)…

Day 2: Maintaining eye contact

Today was just a travel day - we're now in Catania, Sicily. It feels like Italy, but a lot more laid back than Rome. I think I would be pretty laid back too if I lived on an Island. Our plane was named after Mozart? Neat. Since most of our…