Life as an International Student in Falmouth

Yana and Elitsa Dobreva


To properly describe being a student in Falmouth, I would probably need hundreds of pages and a whole week spent in the library, but when I try to look at the overall picture, I realize that there is something about every single day here that changed me a little.

There is no need to get into detail, everyone can say a few words about university life, tell funny stories, amazing ones and embarrassing ones. Well, if you take the excitement of the first days, the huge amount of people you met (the ones you absolutely adore, the ones you don’t know how you feel about and the ones you don’t even remember), the freedom to go to bed whenever you decide, the creativity that has taken over your whole mind and makes you feel like you’re going to explode, and the amount of drinks (could be tea as well) and try to mix it with the feeling of being magically teleported to a big island, full of incredibly bizarre people, you would probably get something as close as possible to what is in my head.

My language is definitely not what makes me feel foreign. It is probably the milk that goes with tea (according to English people), the funny brushes everybody uses to wash their dishes, the fact that I was really close to getting run over by a car, a few times, or that everyone hates pasta with sugar and cheese. Not to mention I am still struggling to understand the purpose of the basket standing near the sink in every single kitchen on campus. However, I consider the amount of times I have heard the words: “You are very strange” is nearly equal to the number of cases when every one of you has felt out of place, even if you are English. I am not bothered by the fact that my origin and habits seem unusual to some people, as everybody I meet seems to be different in their own way, and that is exactly what I love about this place. As a keen traveller, I am used to communicating with people of all sorts, but I have to admit, English people are strange to me, so I am really keen to get to know them, and I am sure I will finally succeed in accomplishing this goal of mine by the end of the second term.

Well, even if I am as strange as they say, I guess Falmouth is the right place to welcome your craziest self and embrace every opportunity to meet other people who are totally different from you, who also happen to be your family, best friends and closest human beings.

In conclusion to my brief attempt to describe the indescribable, I would like to thank my whole new family for the warm welcome and for putting up with me and all of my weirdness. Hope you don’t mind me saying that, but you are exactly my cup of tea (without milk).