Everybody who knows me probably has figured out that I’m kind of a homebody. OK, probably a major homebody. I’ve never been one to go out dancing and drinking when I could stay in and watch a movie, or spend my evening in a barn. I hate driving anywhere that has traffic, flying scares the crap out of me, and I get notoriously motion sick with almost any form of traveling. Big cities are a source of anxiety, and new places, though exciting to see, are unfamiliar.
I’ve been to Greece and Italy on a senior trip in high school, and I’ve seen the eastern coast of the U.S. Until I interviewed at the Atlantic Veterinary College, I had never even been to Canada. I guess traveling has never been my thing. Wanderlust isn’t in my DNA. Also, plane tickets aren’t really in my budget.
I instead live vicariously through the travels of my classmates who go to cool conferences in different countries and volunteer for trips to low-income areas and third-world countries to provide veterinary care. Looking at the pictures on Facebook, I’m both jealous and so proud. I wish I had the guts (and the fundraising skills) to get out there and make a difference in areas that really need help. I’m so proud of my classmates who get out and show the world what AVC students can do. It’s really amazing to see the progress three girls in vet school can make within a community.
Fourth year brings the opportunity to do external rotations. I would like to think maybe I can get up the courage and try learning somewhere outside my comfort zone. Who knows where the next year will lead me?