Fenerbahçe’s return to the UEFA Champions League has ended an 18-year wait and brought a new kind of excitement to supporters who were too young to remember its previous campaign. The club is back in the main competition for the first time since 2008/09. For two Fenerbahçe fans I spoke to, this season is their first opportunity to watch their team in this arena.

The return also puts Fenerbahçe alongside local rivals Galatasaray in the 2026/27 league phase. That gives the story a wider Turkish football angle, beyond the celebrations of one club.

Memories and missed opportunities

Fenerbahçe reached the quarter-finals in 2007/08 and returned to the group stage the following season. UEFA’s history records show several later attempts to qualify, including a play-off appearance in 2025/26, but none took the club back into the main stage until this season.

That history helps explain the difference between older and younger supporters. Some can remember the earlier European campaigns. Others have grown up hearing about them, without having a clear memory of watching their own team at this level. The new campaign gives those younger fans something they can experience themselves.

The night that secured the return

Fenerbahçe sealed qualification by beating Lyon 2-1 away on August 26. Vedat Muriqi and Archie Brown scored, and the result secured a 3-2 aggregate victory after a 1-1 draw in Istanbul. The decisive result came away from home, making the second leg a test of whether the team could finish the job under pressure. Winning that tie changed the focus of the season: supporters could finally look ahead to league-phase opponents rather than another qualifying-round disappointment.

A personal connection

My whole family supports Fenerbahçe, and I am a passionate fan myself. I have been a club member for three years. For me, Fenerbahçe is a passion and much more than a football team. That personal connection is why I wanted to write about its return to the Champions League.

A competitive start against Roma

The opening league-phase match ended in a 1-1 home draw against Roma on September 10. Bryan Cristante gave the visitors the lead, but Archie Brown equalised early in the second half. Nathan Aké later hit the crossbar as Fenerbahçe pushed for a winner.

One point does not tell us how the whole campaign will go. Still, coming back after falling behind offered an encouraging opening. The next challenge is to turn that performance into consistent results, rather than letting the excitement of qualification become the main achievement of the season.

What the return means to supporters

Two Fenerbahçe-supporting friends (Onat Onan 24,Serbia /Yiğit Yarmalı 22,Milan) described the Champions League as being in the club’s DNA. Both also talked about the excitement of watching Fenerbahçe in this competition for the first time in their lives. Their comments combined a belief that the club belongs at this level with the personal feeling of finally seeing it happen.

A Galatasaray-supporting friend (Deha Güçlü 22,Brighton) offered a different perspective. He said that having two Turkish clubs in the Champions League after so many years was a beautiful and proud moment for the country. His reaction showed that, for at least one rival supporter, the significance of Turkish representation went beyond club loyalty.

These three views do not represent every fan. However, they show how the same return can mean a first personal experience for one supporter and national pride for another.

The economic opportunity

The financial rewards are another reason qualification matters. According to beIN SPORTS’ report on the provisional 2026/27 distribution, each league-phase participant can expect an initial allocation of €18.62 million. A league-phase win is worth €2.1 million and a draw €700,000. These figures are competition payments, not the club’s net profit or its confirmed total earnings.

Beyond UEFA payments, the campaign could increase demand for tickets and merchandise and make the club more attractive to sponsors. These are potential benefits rather than measured gains. Extra revenue could support players, facilities or other needs, but European participation also brings costs. How the money is used matters as much as how much arrives.

For Fenerbahçe, the return has already given younger supporters a European experience they had long been waiting for. The results ahead will decide how far that excitement carries into the season. Qualification is a milestone; building on it is the next task which is facing the Premier League team Aston Villa on next Wednesday, October 14, at Villa Park.

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By Riley Moore

There is a moment that every student and teacher knows, but we experience different sides of it. The professor asks a question and looks to the students to provide some form of insight.
The bevy of students dread this because now they have to seem busy to avoid answering.
The hapless professor dreads this moment because after narrowly avoiding eye contact and with the students uncomfortably shifting in their seats, the teacher must answer their own question.

Does this feel familiar at all? Perhaps it’s more than just a familiar moment- it’s part of the zeitgeist in today’s college classrooms. A quick look at a r/Professor forum provides insight to this situation and quickly shows us this is not isolated to one professor, one classroom, one school, or even one country- this is happening in classrooms everywhere.

In one recent post to the Reddit thread, a professor recounts their personal trials with attempting to bribe students with candy, participation points, anonymous polling, writing and sharing exercises, and anonymous feedback all in an effort to get students talking in the classroom. This professor is left feeling hopeless and wondering “what else am I supposed to try?”

And perhaps that is the question we should be asking. Not “what is wrong with our students today?” But instead, “What is happening within classrooms, and how can we respond to it?”

The silent classroom is not a new problem, but this feels different

Teachers have always had silent students within classrooms. In fact, silent classrooms were a show of a good teacher who could handle their students. But as students got older, they stayed within the confines of that “good” silence instead of ever branching out to the scary or “bad” noise, like answering questions in class.

There have always been students who would rather sit in the back, take notes, and leave without ever having to offer their ideas or opinions up to a classroom of their peers. But now many instructors are describing something much broader and deeper: classrooms in which getting anyone to answer questions feels like pulling teeth. One professor took the time to recount a recent class they taught, describing that “no one ever raises their hands, asks questions, or makes comments. It’s just a sea of blank looks/looking at their devices.” In reply to that thread, another instructor recounts a class of theirs asking for more discussion on course evaluations, so the instructor set that up. Come time to discuss, no one in the class participated.

I find these contradictions fascinating. One, that students are actively paying and wasting their time to go to these classrooms to sit and stare vacantly at their devices. So, clearly a part of them know this is valuable to their brains and development and future, but there is still a dissonance.
And secondly, that students are saying they want more open discussions, only to not even participate when the said discussion is opened up. Maybe the problem isn’t as simple as whether students want to participate.

What if students are afraid of being wrong?

Some of the more revealing answers come from a Reddit thread called r/CollegeRant, where a student asks for advice or understanding of her classmates who utterly refuse to participate in classroom discussions. Reddit user, Hollyann, states that during her “first semester she thought it was just people being anxious, or maybe the majority of students being straight out of high school they weren’t actually that interested in school in general. But it’s been persistent, and it’s getting on my nerves.”

The reason she cites for these behaviors “getting on her nerves” is because it’s gotten to a point where professors will look at Hollyann with pleading eyes, hoping she will answer the question everyone else refuses to. The replies to this original post vary in understanding and sentiment, but almost all of them point to the simple understanding that students are afraid to get it wrong.

Reddit user, MelissaM replies that “so many people aren’t willing to go outside their comfort zone to interact in class. Especially because they fear that they will be wrong so it’s better to not say anything at all.” Similarly, another Reddit user writes in agreement, attributing social anxiety being the lead cause of limited participation in classrooms, saying: “It’s an overall increase in social anxiety among Gen Z. Also, this generation is particularly focused on being “right” the first time. Being wrong at all is a social death sentence and somehow means you’re stupid and you’ll never learn.”

One anonymous Reddit user, who battles with social anxiety but is getting her undergraduate degree, states they don’t speak in class because they’re “terrified of somehow bothering the class” or an “answer being wrong and looking like an idiot in front of everyone.”

Therefore, it’s fair to say that there is an environment of fear and judgement that is existing within most classrooms, and this makes it impossible for ALL students to feel safe to interact.
When students don’t feel like their voice is important to the conversation, they zone out. They let AI speak for them and watch random YouTube videos to pass the time in class; thus, losing all accountability for their education. I feel that because of this, we’ve entered this ouroboros where the cycle keeps repeating. Because students don’t feel safe to interact in class, they never even give it a chance. They sit down and the first thing they do is find a distraction for the rest of the class.

Most students now fail to give the teacher or class an opportunity and instead launch right into their devices. Now, the students will never even know if they truly would’ve made good contributions to the classroom, because they shut their brains off before they even give it an opportunity. From this, it’s evident the epidemic of lack of student participation has sprouted from social anxiety and major internet dependency.

Be the change you want to see

This is where I believe professors can make this biggest change. As soon as students come into the classroom and start opening their laptops, Ipads, tablets, phones, whatever it may be…tell them the class is going analogue that day. Watch their faces drop as they lose their entertainment.

Now, whether or not they participate is still up in the air- but at least then you know it not because of digital distractions. One element eliminated.

I have personal experience with this working in one of my classes. This was mainly a discussion- based class and my professor got really fed up with two people speaking every day. So that next class, when we went analogue things changed. It wasn’t a magical fix and not everyone in the class was contributing, but in an hour and a half, around half of the class had spoken. In a class of roughly 20 people, half of them speaking in one class was such a drastic difference from the classrooms we’d been operating in. And the next class, the professor did the same thing. Everything away, except a piece of paper and a pen on your desk. Sure enough, more of my classmates found their voices and wanted to speak. And more often than not, students would engage to rebuttal another student’s opinion. Now conversations were coming from conversations that had never been there before. A new cycle had been created.

Instead of continuing this education cycle, whereby both professors and students alike are all showing signs of disdain towards interactions in classrooms, I say it’s time we all put in a little effort to cause some (hopefully) big change. Professors, I plead with you to be open to new, fun, and interactive ways of teaching. I implore you to make the class go analogue- coming from a college student myself, trust me we can take a few hours a day without a screen in front of our face. I believe it’s imperative for the classroom environment to feel safe and accepting, and that life failing or messing up is just a stepping stone to succeeding.

And my fellow students, I beg you to be open to difficult and tumultuous times in your education process. I know that it seems easier to sit quietly in the classroom, but my hunch is that you are negatively impacting yourself in the long run. It is in the public interest that everyone puts their education cowboy hats on and let themselves get bucked around. Sit with some discomfort and speak your voice. Even though it may be difficult; the more you speak your mind, the easier it is to actually know what you think

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Hungary’s national anthem is one which doesn’t boast. It prays. Set beside the anthems its neighbors wrote during the same years, under the same empire, it raises a harder question: when a nation tells the story of how it survived, who does it say is in charge of its fate?

Picture a Budapest apartment at 11:59 on New Year’s Eve. A bottle of pezsgő (sparkling wine) sweating on the table, upon the stove some lencseleves (lentil soup) for good luck, and the television is turned up for the countdown. The clock strikes twelve, and instead of cheering, the room stands up.

From the screen comes a slow, grave melody that sounds more like church than stadium; the guests sing along solemnly, some under their breath, some with their eyes closed, head slightly lowered: ‘Isten, áldd meg a magyart.’ (God, bless the Hungarian). Among them, an outsider, let us say an American, a friend of a friend, holds a glass he isn’t sure he’s yet permitted to drink from; he stands because everyone else does.

The music ends. For a moment, no one moves. And into that moment, cheerfully and on instinct, the outsider claps. Providing us three, maybe four claps, loud in the quiet room, sharp to our ears. He soon stops when he’s noticed that no one has joined him.

Only then do the fireworks begin.

Why nobody claps

The scene is imagined, but the silence is real. Nobody applauds after the Himnusz (National Anthem), and no rule anywhere says you can’t. Hungarians stand for it the way people stand in church.

A symposium on anthem etiquette in Új Köznevelés, a journal of Hungary’s Education Office, tells students to stand at attention with their hands at their sides, or clasped in prayer if the setting is a church, and not to chew gum or keep their hands in their pockets – for the same reason, one contributor writes, that one removes a hat on entering a church. In the same symposium, the conductor Ádám Medveczky puts it more bluntly. Running through the German, Italian, Russian and British anthems, each of which glorifies a people or a monarch, claims that the Hungarian is the only one that does not partake in self-glorification, being a humble prayer instead – “Ez nem is csak egy himnusz, hanem inkább egy vallásos zsoltár,” says Medveczky. (It is not merely an anthem, but rather a religious psalm).

The treatment has institutional ancestors. After the First World War, according to Classic FM, Hungary’s culture minister established restrictions on the anthem’s use, given its prayerful nature, to only serious occasions, and so kept it out of sporting events. In the communist 1950s, it was played without its words.

The American’s hands were trained by an opposite history. When a Navy band appeared and played impromptu ‘The Star-Spangled Banner’ during the seventh-inning stretch of the 1918 World Series, the baseball fans sang, and at the final notes, burst into applause, according to The New York Times account published the following day.

So our midnight stages a collision: an anthem that became a match day ritual meets one that was once barred from them. The Hungarians have treated theirs as more sacred than performative, and the reason is not sentiment, but rather genre.

A prayer, not a boast

It is not strictly a song sung in the room. ‘Isten, áldd meg a magyart’ opens a poem Ferenc Kölcsey finished on January 22, 1823, now Hungary’s Day of Hungarian Culture, and published in 1829. All of its eight stanzas are recognized as the official anthem; only the first being sung through the ritual.

It can be regarded as a sacred petition sung, ‘Nyújts feléje védő kart, / Ha küzd ellenséggel’: (Extend a protecting arm toward him / when he struggles with an enemy) [translation mine]; the Hungarian fighting for his life, but it being God’s arm which decides his fate. Even the grammar kneeling: ‘a magyart’ (the Hungarian) being singular, depicting the nation as a single individual standing before God.

Compare this to the anthem our American has grown up with. ‘The Star-Spangled Banner’ ends its first verse with a question, ‘O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave / O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?’, which Loras John Schissel of the Library of Congress has called the only national anthem to conclude with a question mark. were written by American lawyer and poet Francis Scott Key, the American lawyer and poet who wrote the lyrics to ‘The Star-Spangled Banner, having asked a question about a flag/symbol, whilst Kölcsey having asked his question of God – one anthem waiting for daylight; the other waiting for mercy.

Then the strangest claim: ‘Megbűnhődte már e nép / A múltat s jövendőt!’ (This people has already atoned / for the past and the future!) Megbűnhődte is a completed past tense acquisition. A paid debt, even for sins yet to be committed; the lyrics sound like confession, though it works as a plea of innocence.

Is it humility, or simply camouflage? Kölcsey’s subtitle, ‘from the stormy centuries of the Hungarian people,’ has put the nation’s suffering safely in the past, and it is often argued that this helped the poem pass Habsburg censors, a notion first promoted through literary historian Pál Gyulai’s lectures in the 1880s. The dates don’t quite cooperate however, this subtitle having been on the 1823 manuscript, and when the poem was first printed in 1829, it appeared without the subtitle and drew no objection. The never-sung third stanza indeed being boastful, of Tokaj nectar and an army that made ‘Bécsnek büszke vára’ (Vienna’s proud fortress) whimper. But this is only about history.

Hungary had another option. Mihály Vörösmarty’s ‘Szózat’ (1836) commands the Hungarian to remain unwaveringly faithful to his homeland, and welcome, if it must come to it, ‘a nagyszerű halál’ (the glorious death) and insists that the sacrifice surely paid for something: ‘Az nem lehet hogy annyi szív / Hiába onta vért.’ (It cannot be that so many hearts / shed blood in vain). Szózat addresses the Hungarian; Himnusz addresses God, and its seventh stanza, also one never sung, refuses the bargain outright: “S ah, szabadság nem virúl / A holtnak véréből,’ (And ah, freedom does not bloom / from the blood of the dead). Hungary never came to choose between them; both songs open and close official celebrations.

A melody from church

The words kneel, but so, it turns out, does the tune, although the story Hungary spent a century telling itself about why it is mostly myth. In Géza Gárdonyi’s famous version, the composer Ferenc Erkel is locked by the National Theater’s director in a room and forced to compose on the spot the day before the deadline. In the silence, Erkel remembers his first teacher in Pressburg (Bratislava, or Pozsony in Hungarian), who had told him that those who write sacred music should always think of the bells. Then, tolling in his ear, he hears them, these same bells of the city in which he had studied as a youth. The musicologist Ferenc Bónis was blunt. Gárdonyi’s account is fine literature, though “…in terms of music history it is a mystification.”

The reality was really quite bureaucratic. On 29 February, 1844, the National Theater of Pest announced a contest to promote Hungarian poetry, not to choose a national anthem. Entries were anonymous, marked only by mottoes. Erkel won.

Then the twist. It was found by the musicologist Katalin Kim, who quotes Bónis’s verdict in a 2021 study of the anthem’s genesis, found that the opening of Erkel’s melody matches that of a Pange lingua setting in Devotio Sacris Hymnis (1815) – a Catholic hymn book that had been compiled by Heinrich Klein, that very first teacher of Erkel at the Benedictine school in Pressburg. Despite being wrong in its details, the legend is right in its instinct: the tune really does come out of a church.

A reviewer in Regélő Pesti Divatlap heard the church’s bells in 1844 and predicted, on those grounds, that the hymn “will not find an echo on the people’s lips.” – a line Kim recovers from the July issue. Her verdict on it: “He was wrong.” He had the roots right and the consequence backwards; the church in the music may be exactly why it lasted.

Next door, 1844–1848

Please stay in Pressburg but a moment longer, since in January and February 1844, weeks before Pest announced its contest, a 23-year-old student named Janko Matúška was writing Nad Tatrou sa blýska in that same city (Pozsony to Hungarians, Bratislava today), where Erkel had learned his church music.

Matúška wrote in protest. The Slovak scholar Ľudovít Štúr having been forced from his post at the city’s Lutheran lyceum at the end of 1843, after objections were raised by authorities of the Kingdom of Hungary to his Slovak nationalism. In March, about two dozen students would leave Pressburg as a show of solidarity.

‘Nad Tatrou sa blýska, / hromy divo bijú. / Zastavme ich, bratia, / veď sa ony stratia, / Slováci ožijú.’ (Lightning flashes over the Tatras, / thunder strikes wildly. / Let us stop them, brothers; / surely they will vanish, / the Slovaks will come alive).

‘Let us stop them’. The Slovaks are depicted as the actors, writing their own destiny – God does not appear.

And the storm they wanted driven off was, in part, Hungary.

The Himnusz is unusually willing to accuse its own nation, its fifth stanza, unsung, turning on the nation itself: ‘Hányszor támadt tenfiad / Szép hazám, kebledre,’ (How often your own son rose, / my beautiful homeland, against your breast), until the homeland became ‘your offspring’s funeral urn’. But look who is in that sentence. The son and the mother are both Hungarian. The poem is capable of imagining Hungarians destroying Hungarians; it cannot imagine Hungarians as somebody else’s storm. Kölcsey’s accounting is real, and it stops at the border.

Set the two songs side by side and Kölcsey’s poem appears in silhouette. Matúška’s Slovaks have a verb: stop them. Hungary’s anthem hands its people almost nothing: struggling, suffering, and atoning, while someone else’s arm decides the outcome. The nation that expressed oppression within Pressburg wrote itself an anthem in which it can barely act.

Now change one variable and put God back in. It would be four years later, in 1848, when the Transylvanian poet Andrei Mureșanu would write ‘Deșteaptă-te, române!’; first sung in Brașov, then in Hungarian-ruled territory. The historian Nicolae Bălcescu called it the ‘Marseillaise’ of the Romanians.

‘Deșteaptă-te, române, din somnul cel de moarte, / În care te-adânciră barbarii de tirani!’ (Wake up, Romanian, from the sleep of death / into which the barbarous tyrants sank you!) Himnusz reaches the same invasions and blames nobody outside: ‘Hajh, de bűneink miatt / Gyúlt harag kebledben,’ (Alas, but because of our sins/anger kindled in your breast.) Romania names its oppressors whilst Hungary names itself.

Nor is this piety versus secularism. Another line of Mureșanu’s poem reads, ‘Preoți, cu crucea-n frunte, căci oastea e creștină’: (Priests, with the cross at the front, for the army is Christian.) God is invoked in both songs, but in Himnusz God acts, and in Mureșanu’s, God blesses an army that acts – an army assured that death in battle is better than living again as slaves, which is precisely the bargain Kölcsey’s seventh stanza refuses, and Hungary never sings. Romania would make the song its anthem on January 24, 1990, weeks after its violent revolution.

So the prayer given in Himnusz is not a sign that Hungary was the more religious country, but rather a question of where the verbs went, and of who ends up in the ledger. Its neighbors’ anthems are willing to identify an enemy, while Hungary’s could only name itself.

The prayer took a long time to become law, with Himnusz only becoming Hungary’s official anthem in 1989, when it was written into the constitution during the democratic transition; a 1903 bill having passed parliament but failing to take effect.

That lag is part of a pattern: with the United States recognizing theirs in 1931, a mere 117 years after Key wrote it; Romania in 1990; Slovakia on January 1, 1993, at independence. The adoption of a nation’s anthems is done not when they are written but when the state needs to say what it is.

The 2012 Fundamental Law, the politics of which are still contested, went further: its preamble opens with the anthem’s first line. The poem’s last stanza repeats its first almost word for word. Only the verb changes.

‘Szánd meg Isten a magyart.’

(Pity, God, the Hungarian).

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Have you ever wanted to travel by yourself? Are you someone who does it often? Is it your dream, or do you feel like you could never?

Let me tell you a little about my experience, who I think solo traveling is for, and what I would recommend to make it a safe, enjoyable, and memorable trip.

So far, I have been to Barcelona and Paris alone, and I’ve also had the opportunity to travel all around the world with my family. However, for me, solo traveling is not only about being completely alone somewhere far away. It can also mean flying alone or traveling longer distances on your own. I would also say that I consider my study abroad experience, coming all the way from the middle of Europe, a form of solo travel in its own way.

Are we ever really alone when we travel? In most cases, we end up meeting people along the way. Conversations just happen. At the airport, with a driver, with someone next to you on the metro, or even just standing in line. These small interactions become part of the trip.

I think traveling becomes much more enjoyable when kind gestures and words are shared along the way. Helping someone who seems lost, exchanging a smile, or having a short conversation can completely change the feeling of your day.

At the same time, it is very important not to ignore your instincts. If something feels off, don’t go closer to that person or place. Trust yourself. Stay alert and aware, especially as a young woman. You can be open and kind, but you also have to stay sharp; that’s why, usually when I am walking, I do not look super approachable (fast walk, confident face, not necessarily always super friendly until someone would actually need my help), and it is necessary.

I will tell you about my trip to Barcelona, what I learned from it, and what I would recommend. Keep in mind this is from a solo budget traveler perspective, not expensive tourism.

So, Barcelona.

I had wanted to visit that city for so long. It was just one of those places I truly wanted to see. Also, I speak the language, which helps a lot. Knowing the language of the country makes everything easier, especially if not everyone speaks English. At the same time, I don’t think language is everything. Some people are very good at communicating without it, through body language, facial expressions, and eye contact.

When it comes to budget, you have to decide on your objectives when you travel. What matters most to you? Is it food, culture, history, architecture, nature, museums, or shopping?

For me personally, food is not my main priority, mainly because eating in restaurants can get expensive very quickly. Also, many international foods can be found or even recreated at home. Of course, there are local dishes that are impossible to replicate, so I still try to experience at least one or two more special meals, but I don’t base my whole trip around it.

What I do prioritize more is art. Anything related to art, museums, exhibitions, artist streets, and small creative shops. I also love buying local clothes or small objects as souvenirs. I adore the idea of having things from everywhere I’ve been. I honestly prefer buying things during travel instead of shopping at home, because they feel more unique. I like having original pieces and things that stand out.

And as an artist myself, I get so inspired by this.

Barcelona felt like another world. Seeing Gaudí’s art and imagination everywhere was just incredible. It felt like imagining the ocean on dry land and then actually seeing the buildings, streets, and even bricks on the road out of that idea. I remember just thinking, “How is this even possible?”

I was mesmerized by the Sagrada Familia, Casa Batlló, Park Güell, and the Moco Museum. I even went to the Bubble Museum, which was fun. Palau de la Música was also beautiful. I did some shopping at Desigual because they had more colorful and original pieces than what I usually see in my country. I found this amazing candle shop, Cereria Subirà.

Palau de la Música

A small chaotic moment also happened. I arrived early in the morning at Park Güell, showed my ticket, and they told me it was not valid there. I was shocked, as you can imagine. It turned out I had bought a ticket for Palau Güell instead. I didn’t even realize there was a difference when I booked it, so at that moment, I was just a few seconds of “what am I going to do now?”

I had to be spontaneous. I quickly bought a ticket for the park if I was already there, went in, and spent some of the most incredible hours there. It was so beautiful that I completely forgot about the time while I was also drawing down what I was seeing.

The next day, I went to Palau Güell, explained what happened, and asked if I could still use my ticket. Because it was January and not crowded, they were kind enough to let me in, and what an amazing surprise, the palace was flabbergasting. That’s why we also have to allow life to bring us where it wants us to be.

This is also why I would recommend not traveling during peak tourist seasons if you want to see a lot. Yes, it might be colder, windy, or even rainy, and you might not go to the beach, but in exchange, you get no lines, no crowds, and a much more peaceful experience.

Before going out each day, I made sure to have a general idea of where I was going and how close places were to each other. I also checked transportation and what kind of tickets to buy beforehand, because tourist tickets are often more expensive than what locals use, especially for students.

At the same time, I always left space for spontaneity. I found amazing places, galleries, and shops I would have never planned. You should also let go of the idea that you will do everything. Time feels different when you travel, especially when you follow your intuition. Sometimes reality is different from what you see online. Places can be closed or not what you expected.

When it comes to safety, especially if you want to go out at night, I would not recommend going alone to places you have never been before. What I would recommend is going with groups or meeting other travelers. Being in a group, even with people you have just met, is safer than being completely alone. Also, always choose places where there are people around.

If you drink, drink only to the level where you feel fully in control. If something happens, you need to be able to react and leave.

Yes, I am saying this from a young woman’s perspective. It is just a reality that you have to be more aware. If you feel uncomfortable in any situation, leave confidently. Try not to draw unnecessary attention; just remove yourself calmly.

Be careful with your food and drinks. If there is even a small chance that something was added to what is in front of you or if something feels wrong, do not risk it. Just get a new one. It is absolutely not worth it to get drugged or sick.

About your phone, bags, and bank cards, I recommend using a strap for your phone and a bag that cannot be easily opened or cut. Even smaller bags can be opened quickly if you are distracted. Sometimes I even use a very simple backpack and avoid wearing expensive jewelry, just to not stand out. I also keep my wallet secured inside my bag.

I am saying this because I have seen things happen in front of me or to people I know, and you also hear the stories.

When walking in less crowded areas, I try to stay aware of my surroundings and think about possible ways to leave if needed. Even walking close to a group can sometimes make you look less alone.

Confidence matters. If you look lost, people notice it.

At the same time, don’t close yourself off. Being kind, asking questions, talking to people, or helping others if you can, can lead to nice and unexpected connections. You just ought to keep a balance between being open and being aware, and always make sure you can leave a situation if you need to.

So yes, solo traveling is not just about the places you visit, but about how you experience them. It teaches you independence, confidence, and how to trust yourself in completely new situations while exploring facets of the world as well as yourself that you would not have otherwise.

Safe travels, guys, and do not let fear keep you away from places that could change your life for the best! Prepare and be aware so that you can let go, have fun, and follow the flow when you are already there!

Photos by Alexa Bandura

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When people imagine the perfect Mediterranean getaway, most think of the obvious options: a weekend on the French Riviera, driving down the Amalfi Coast, island hopping along the Adriatic Sea, or swimming in the Aegean. But what most travelers seem to overlook sits just south of Turkey and west of the Levant. “The Island Love”, Cyprus, is a gem that hosts all the beauty and history of the Mediterranean, packed into one divided island.

I had the pleasure of spending three incredible days on its western coast between Paphos and Pegeia, in a little beach town called Kissonerga. Cyprus, where the winds blew strongly, waves caressed saw-toothed beaches, and every village had a piece of history or an anecdote to go with it, which my tour guide proudly announced at every stop we made throughout the island.

Here’s a condensed history of Cyprus (before we get into the good stuff). In antiquity, the late Bronze Age brought waves of settlement by the Mycenaeans, attracted to the island’s mineral wealth in copper and its essential location at the crossroads of three continents. Over the next couple of thousand years, Cyprus was conquered by a multiplicity of empires. The Assyrians, Egyptians, Persians, and Macedonians all took power one after the other. Then came the Ptolemaic Empire, followed by the Classical and Eastern Roman Empire, Arab caliphates, the French Lusignans, Venetians, and the Ottomans, who held the island for three centuries, and finally the British, who held the island until its independence in 1960.

Today, Cyprus is split between two contesting communities in a conflict sparked after independence. A two-state solution of sorts has been reached, with “Greek Cyprus” inhabiting the southern half of the island, and the Turkish Republic in the north. The two sections are divided by the United Nations Buffer Zone, which is kilometers wide in some sections and only divided by a wall in its capital, Nicosia (or Lefkoşa). Seemingly untroubled by their history of violence, conflict, and occupation, the kindness and welcoming spirit of the Cypriot people could be felt in every village I had the privilege of visiting.

We spent the first day settling in, ready for the excitement the trip would bring. The second day consisted of walking 5km to the nearest fruit stand, where we bought a cornucopia of fruits grown on the island. The agriculture industry of Cyprus was once the backbone of its economy, but as more tourists began flooding the island year after year, the service industry became dominant. Agriculture continues to be a stable and profitable industry, where over 40 different fruits are grown year-round (thanks to its subtropical Mediterranean climate). My favorite was a small yellow-orange fruit called Loquot (in Cyprus it’s called Mespila), which is a stone fruit native to southern China and tastes like a mix of an apricot and a pear – absolutely delicious. We also checked out a couple of restaurants in the area, eating delicious hummus and seafood fresh from the sea.

On our last day, we booked a bus tour of the Greek side of Cyprus (as most tour companies only operate on one side or the other). My family was the first to be picked up, and as we made our way to pick up the rest of the eager passengers from their respective hotels in Paphos, we passed colorful orchards of orange trees, banana farms, and potato fields. Once the bus was full of conversations in a medley of languages, our guide, a Finnish woman named Ula, began the tour.

Our first stop was at the Rock of Aphrodite. According to Greek mythology, Aphrodite was born from the sea foam after the Titan Cronus severed his father, Uranus’s, genitals and threw them into the sea. The rock, which is more of a boulder, upon which she supposedly appeared, sits behind a much larger rock, which, according to legend, was thrown into the sea by the Byzantine hero Digenis Akritas to stop Saracen invaders, creating the formations seen today.

Next, we drove through the mountains to the small village of Lofou. Since we came during the weekend of Greek Orthodox Easter, most restaurants and stores were closed, and the streets were relatively empty besides the stray cats (they were everywhere). Lofou sits on the side of a mountain and has a beautiful church built in 1852, adorned with ancient paintings and frescoes. The village was surrounded by barren hills, which Ula said were because the Limassol wildfires had devastated the olive groves that once covered the terraced mountains. Nevertheless, the village was beautiful, and the locals in the few open shops and bakeries were welcoming and friendly.

After a brief stop at the famous Millomeris waterfall at the foot of Mount Olimbos (the tallest mountain in Cyprus), the tour continued to a winery up in the mountains where the wine tasting began. The two lions flanking the entrance welcomed our group as we entered the building. One lion’s face was frozen in anger, and the other was peacefully asleep. Ula motioned to the angry lion and said, “This is you when you enter,” then pointed at the other, “and this is you when you leave” (hinting that the wine is so good it’ll put us into a tranquil slumber).

The wine was accompanied by fresh bread with olive oil made from the nearby olive groves. The grand finale was an exclusively Cypriot wine called Commanderia. The rich, amber-colored, sweet dessert wine can only be produced in the Commanderia region of Cyprus, where it has been in production since its first documentation in 800 BC. The wine had a rich bourbon smell and tasted like a sweet, spiced syrup. After two more glasses, I had a wonderful nap on the ride down the mountain back to Kissonerga.

Cyprus is only a three-hour flight from Budapest, and if you’re looking for the perfect summer getaway, I wholeheartedly recommend visiting. It’s an island full of history, beautiful mountains and rocky cliffs, and incredible people.

Photos by Julius Hendricks

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Starting life in a new country comes with excitement, curiosity, and the promise of new experiences. But for many international students, the first reality they face is simple: arriving in a city where they know almost no one. In these moments, building a network becomes more than just making friends. It becomes a key part of feeling supported, staying motivated academically, and slowly finding a sense of belonging in a new culture.

One of the easiest ways to meet people in Budapest is through shared activities. Sports communities are especially welcoming to newcomers. Groups like the Budapest Running Latte Club bring together people from different countries who simply enjoy running and exploring the city together.

For those looking for girly social clubs and relaxed ways to meet people, Budapest also offers a variety of unique social experiences. Spaces such as La Maison d’Art, along with communities like Art Island and You Project, regularly host creative and community-focused gatherings designed to bring women together in comfortable and welcoming environments. These events often include activities like painting sessions, “sip and paint” evenings with wine, creating vision boards together, or wellness gatherings such as Pilates accompanied by a DJ. Events like these create a relaxed atmosphere where conversations start naturally, and new friendships can form easily.

In Budapest, yoga and outdoor wellness activities have become a popular way for students to manage stress and maintain balance during the academic year. During the spring semester, when the weather becomes warmer, outdoor yoga sessions allow students not only to relax and recharge but also to explore the city, meet new people, and naturally build their network in a calm and welcoming environment.

Some of the most unique experiences include SUP yoga on the City Park lake, where participants practice yoga on paddleboards while floating on the water. Those who prefer quieter green spaces often visit Philosopher’s Garden on Gellért Hill, which offers peaceful surroundings and beautiful views of the city. Weekend morning sessions also take place along the Danube at Jane Haining quay as part of the “Flow to the People” initiative, while Margaret Island remains one of the most popular locations for community yoga, welcoming both locals and international residents.

Gym centres are another great way to stay active while also meeting new people in Budapest. Popular fitness spaces such as Go Active Fitness and Life1 Fitness attract many international students and young professionals. Among them, Go Active is often considered one of the most international and English-speaking gym environments in the city. These gyms offer modern facilities and group classes that naturally bring people together, making them a great place not only to maintain a healthy routine but also to meet others and expand your network.

Language schools are also a great option for students who want to improve their language skills while studying in Budapest, especially for those who may be thinking about doing a master’s degree in another European country later. Budapest is not only an academic city but also a very international and tourist one. Students and visitors from all over the world fill the streets, and during the spring and summer months, the city almost feels like a celebration of different languages and cultures.

In this kind of environment, practicing languages and meeting new people happen very naturally. Places like Instituto Cervantes, where you can learn Spanish and explore Spanish culture. Students who want to improve their language skills while expanding their network can find that these schools can be a very enjoyable and valuable part of the experience.

One of the most memorable experiences is joining a boat party on the Danube. While the music is playing and everyone is dancing, the boat slowly moves along the river with a beautiful view of the city at night. Seeing the Hungarian Parliament and the historic buildings of Budapest while enjoying the party creates a unique atmosphere. Moments like these allow students to experience the city differently, combining Budapest’s stunning views with the fun and energy of student life.

Photos by Cansin Erdogan

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It was one of those warm Budapest afternoons where the city seemed to slow down just enough for people to enjoy it. The air drifting through the streets carried the smell of blooming trees and cigarette smoke from crowded café terraces, and groups of tourists wandered lazily between sights with coffees in hand. I sat down with Ella Gunter and Kaitlin Krause just before Kaitlin’s shift at Ruin Brew, one of the bars frequented by McDaniel Budapest’s pub crawls. Music played quietly in the background while the remains of snacks and drinks cluttered the table between us. The conversation felt less like a formal interview and more like catching up with friends at the end of a long semester.

Ella, originally from Los Angeles but born in Georgia, transferred to McDaniel after attending community colleges in California, including City College of San Francisco and College of the Canyons. Like many American students who eventually find themselves in Budapest, her path here was not necessarily planned years in advance. “In all honesty, it was the cheapest option to go abroad,” she admitted. McDaniel offered something many European universities could not: access to American financial aid while still allowing students to live overseas.

Ella said the ease of moving to Hungary also appealed to her. “You literally just show up, bring a couple documents, and call it a day,” she joked while comparing the process to more challenging visa processes in other countries.

When asked what stood out most about living in Budapest, Ella talked about the city itself. “I love how tiny and close everything feels,” she said. Unlike Los Angeles, where the city is run by cars and driving dominates everyday life, to Ella, Budapest was designed for movement and interaction. Trams glide through the city every few minutes, metro stations connect nearly every district, and students can walk from cafés to bars to classes within minutes. “You can be almost anywhere in thirty minutes,” she explained.

But more than transportation or architecture, what Ella emphasized most was community. She described Budapest as a place where friendships can form naturally. “It’s so much easier to have community here than it is in the States,” she said. Public parks, student events, and walkable neighborhoods create opportunities to meet people in ways that feel rare in the United States. In Los Angeles, she explained, almost every social activity comes with a price tag. “Here there’s so much free stuff to do,” she said. “The parks are so nice, and there are so many public spaces.”

Much of Ella’s reflection centered around independence. Living abroad forced her to become comfortable spending time alone and navigating life without the support systems she had back home. While she first experienced independence while living in San Francisco, Budapest offered stability and confidence. “I feel very independent here,” she said. “It’s given me a sense of confidence in many ways.”

That confidence also came from having her own apartment and routine. She laughed while describing how stress-free life can feel as a student abroad compared to life in America. Without the pressure of working constantly to afford daily expenses, she found herself happier and more relaxed.

When discussing academics, Ella compared McDaniel Budapest to the colleges she attended in California. In some ways, she said, the experience was universal. But she felt that McDaniel’s smaller class sizes created a more personal environment. Some professors left a particularly strong impression on her, especially one literature professor, Molnár, whose classes changed the way she viewed reading and learning altogether. “I learned the most in his classes,” she said. “I didn’t think I’d care that much about literature, but it was so good.”

Psychology courses also shaped her perspective, especially developmental psychology. She laughed while explaining how the class completely changed the way she viewed children and learning. Before taking the course, she admitted she had underestimated how much infants absorb from the world around them. By the end of the semester, she found herself intrigued by childhood development and the psychology of growing up.

Like many students nearing graduation, Ella’s reflections eventually shifted toward the future. After years of moving between cities and countries, she said she’s looking forward to staying in one place for a while. “I think I’m looking forward to just staying in one place for a long time,” she said. Constant movement, while exciting, can eventually become exhausting.

As our conversation wrapped up, students continued to pass outside the café windows while the late afternoon sun settled lower over the city. Listening to Ella describe her years abroad, it became clear that her college experience was shaped by much more than lectures or assignments. It was shaped by trams rattling through Budapest streets, conversations in crowded cafés, long walks through unfamiliar neighborhoods, and the quiet confidence that comes from building a life far away from home. For Ella, college was not simply about earning a degree. It was about learning how to exist independently in the world, and Budapest became the place where that transformation happened.

Photo by Ella Gunter

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Along the coastline of the Adriatic Sea lies one of Croatia’s most underrated cities: Zadar. Known for its ancient streets, crystal-clear water, and laid-back atmosphere, Zadar provides a lifestyle that feels both peaceful and lively at the same time.

Just outside the city is the small coastal village of Sukošan, a quieter destination where locals and visitors enjoy a slower pace of life surrounded by beaches, boats, and traditional Croatian culture. Together, these two places show what everyday life in coastal Croatia is truly like.

Life in Zadar blends history with modern living. Walking through the city feels almost like stepping into a different period because Roman ruins, medieval churches, and old stone streets are everywhere, and they create a fantasy feeling. At the same time, cafés, restaurants, bars/clubs, and busy markets keep the city feeling modern and energetic. One of the most famous attractions is the Sea Organ, an art installation that creates music from the movement of the waves. Nearby is the Greeting to the Sun, a solar-powered light display that glows at night and attracts people watching the sunset. In fact, sunsets in Zadar are considered some of the most beautiful in the world, with locals often gathering in the evenings just to relax and watch the sky change colors.

The lifestyle in Zadar is much slower and calmer than in many large cities. People value spending time outdoors, whether it is swimming in the sea, sitting at cafés for hours, or walking along the promenade. Family is very important in Croatian culture, and many businesses close earlier on Sundays so people can spend time together.

Food also plays a major role in daily life. Fresh seafood, olive oil, grilled meats, and local cheeses are common dishes, while bakeries and coffee shops are always busy throughout the day, and let me just say it’s some of the most delicious food I’ve ever had, just because of its freshness. Coffee culture is especially important in Croatia because meeting friends for long conversations over coffee is considered part of everyday social life rather than just a quick stop.

Only a short drive from Zadar is Sukošan, a small seaside village that gives an even more relaxed look into Croatian coastal life. Unlike larger tourist cities, Sukošan feels more personal and quieter. Many people know each other, and life revolves around the marina, beaches, and local restaurants. The village is famous for having one of the largest and most beautiful marinas on the Adriatic coast, making it popular for sailing and boating. During the summer, tourists arrive from all over Europe, but even with visitors, Sukošan still keeps its peaceful charm.

Living in Sukošan often means spending most of the day outdoors. Residents swim, fish, bike, or simply enjoy the warm Mediterranean climate. The weather is another major reason why people love the area. Summers are hot and sunny, while winters are mild compared to much of Europe. Because of this, outdoor dining and evening walks are common throughout most of the year.

There are also a few things visitors should know before traveling to Croatia. English is widely spoken in tourist areas, especially by younger people, making it easy for travelers to communicate. Croatia uses the euro as its currency, and tourism is one of the country’s biggest industries, especially during the summer. Despite the popularity of tourism, many smaller towns like Sukošan still hold onto strong local traditions and a close-knit community feeling.

Overall, Zadar and Sukošan represent the beauty of everyday life in coastal Croatia. From the historic streets and waterfront sunsets of Zadar to the peaceful beaches and village atmosphere of Sukošan, the region offers a balance of relaxation, culture, and natural beauty. For many people, life there is not about rushing but about enjoying the moment, appreciating family and community, and staying connected to the sea that shapes daily life along Croatia’s Adriatic coast.

Photos by Viktoria Kiss

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Within the world, there are many different facets of nature that are beautiful and helpful in their own ways. One of the most common types of beauty from nature that humans interact with is flowers. The estimated number of different species of flowers is somewhere between 250,000 and 400,000. Obviously, there is no guaranteed way to measure every single different type of flower, as they grow in all corners of the world, which is why this estimated range is the closest guess. With the hundreds of thousands of flowers come many different cultures using flowers for different religious, medical, social, and traditional reasons. For this reason, flowers have always had an importance within society.

In different ancient cultures, different types of flowers were used to symbolize different things. In Victorian England, society used Bluebells to show kindness to their loved ones or even strangers meeting for the first time. Lotuses were used to show new creation and rebirth in Ancient Egypt. Similar to today’s society, in Ancient Greece, roses were used to show love to the recipient.

Along with their symbolism, flowers were heavily used in ancient times for medicinal purposes. For example, the Early Purple Orchid was grown and turned into a traditional medical beverage called “salep.” This medicine drive was used to soothe coughs and dull stomach aches. Like that, primrose was used for basic first aid. The flower petals were turned into an ointment to dress and heal wounds. To enhance mental abilities and health, rosemary has been used for centuries. However, the best flower/herb being used to heal people for many centuries is sage. According to the Lindley Library, “sage aids in digestion, helps wounds heal, can relieve period cramps, fights colds, kills unwanted bacteria, and can aid in the reduction of inflammation and swelling. In simple terms, sage does everything to heal people.” Flowers and plants have been doing so much for cultures all over the world for centuries. From being able to tell someone how you feel to being able to heal, flowers were very important to ancient cultures. Then, what about today…are flowers still as highly regarded as they were centuries ago?

The simple answer is yes; flowers are still very important in many different cultures all over the world. In ancient times, flowers could be used to show love; this is why they make the best gifts.

Another reason they are highly regarded in society is that they can immediately boost one’s mood. Flowers are colorful and vibrant; because of this, we immediately feel less tension and more happiness when seeing flowers in our vicinity. “According to scientific studies, the presence of flowers in and around hospitals can help with patients’ stress levels and reduce anxiety,” says Floweraura. Even more than that, receiving flowers can be the biggest mood booster for everyone because they can make the recipient feel loved and appreciated. “All study participants expressed ‘true’ or ‘excited’ smiles upon receiving flowers, demonstrating extraordinary delight and gratitude.” This reaction did not only happen for men or only women, or only certain age groups- the true excitement occurred in everyone.

Overall, flowers have long-standing traditions and medical purposes in many cultures, even ancient ones. They have been used to show the way one can feel about people in their lives. My favorite example is the Bluebells being used to show kindness to strangers or loved ones. Along with that, flowers can instantly boost the mood of most people because of their bright colors, aromatic presence, and the belief that if you are receiving flowers, it means you are appreciated. All in all, flowers have always been something that, as humans, we have admired. Flowers are beautiful, and they can heal us, why wouldn’t we adore them.

Photos by Riley Moore

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Switzerland is one of those places that almost doesn’t feel real. You’ve got mountains that look like wallpaper in the background everywhere you look, super clean cities, and everything works in unison. Right in the middle of all that is Zurich, a city that mixes nature, culture, and everyday life in a really effortless way.

Zurich is the biggest city in Switzerland, but it doesn’t feel stressful or crowded like other big cities, like Rome or Paris, for example. It’s very calm, organized, and honestly just easy to be in. It’s the kind of place where you can explore a lot without feeling overwhelmed.

One place that also adds to Zurich’s cultural side is the Kunsthaus Zürich, one of the most important art museums in Switzerland. It features a huge collection of artwork ranging from classic European paintings to modern and contemporary pieces. Even if you’re not into art, the museum itself is beautiful and worth visiting because of the atmosphere and architecture alone. It gives the city a more creative and artistic feel and shows that Zurich is not just about business, shopping, and nature, but also has a strong cultural identity.

One of the best things about Zurich is how balanced it feels. You can walk through the Old Town (Altstadt) with its small streets and old buildings, which still keep the city’s older characteristics, and then five minutes later be in a very modern area with shops and cafés and so much to see.

Bahnhofstrasse is the main shopping street, and it’s known for being one of the fanciest in all of Europe. Even if you’re not buying anything, it’s fun to walk around and see the vibe (I personally love window shopping there).

If you’re into culture, you can check out places like the Swiss National Museum, but honestly, just walking around the city is already an experience that allows you to learn a lot.

And then there’s the lake. Lake Zurich is where everyone hangs out, especially during the summer. People swim, sit by the water, talk with friends, or even boat around! It’s relaxing and probably one of the best parts of the city, not only because of the view that speaks for itself, but it also cools down the air when it’s hot.

At night, Zurich has a fun but not crazy nightlife. Areas like Zurich West have bars, music, and places to just hang out, but it’s never overly crowded or too overwhelming.

Transportation in Switzerland is honestly next level and very modern. Everything is on time, clean, extremely simple to use, and cool. Most of it is run by Swiss Federal Railways, which connects basically the whole country and even trains to neighboring countries in a very short amount of time.

In Zurich, trams are the main way to get around, and they come often, so it’s not too difficult to figure out that having a car is not necessary if you live next to any form of public transport. They do take checking tickets very seriously, though, so make sure to have one if you go on them!

The main station (Zurich HB) connects you to everywhere, like other cities, lakes, and even the mountains. You can wake up in Zurich and be in the Alps not long after. It is a huge benefit and keeps you refreshed with new views in a short amount of time.

Switzerland is pricey. But here’s a quick breakdown of the most common things bought. Public transport is about CHF 3–5 (€3.28-5.47) per ride or a day pass, which is around CHF 8–15. Meals at restaurants range from CHF 20–40+, but cheaper options are fast food spots ranging from CHF 10–15, and a coffee run can go from CHF 4–6.

It can add up fast, but there are ways to save, like if you travel around often, get a travel pass, buy food from supermarkets instead of eating out all the time, which is also healthier, and since Zurich is a walkable city, walk where and when you can.

Zurich isn’t loud or flashy, but that’s kind of the point. It’s clean, beautiful, easy to explore, and everything just runs smoothly. It’s a place where you can chill by the lake, explore cute streets, hop on a train, and see mountains all in the same day. Even though it’s expensive, the overall experience makes it worth it.

Photos by Viktoria Kiss

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