About Andy Duehren

Andy Duehren, a rising junior, hails from the mystical land of suburban Massachusetts. He’ll be traveling through Belgium and France this summer, so expect lots of vomit-inducing Hemingway references and vomit-covered hostel toilets. A news writer for The Harvard Crimson on campus, Andy is still adjusting to the creative freedoms of travel writing and the hygienic freedoms of the French. Follow him on Twitter @aduehren and Instagram @andyduehren.
22 09, 2016
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I ventured into Antwerp’s red-light district. It went okay.

(Author’s note: I felt too awkward to take a photo in the red-light district. Bonus points to someone who grabs a selfie with one of the professionals there. So enjoy the Antwerp sunset!) I went to a Catholic high school. An all-boys one at that. The closest thing to a sex-ed I received was looking at pictures of infected genitalia in health class and listening to my teacher rattle off statistics about just [...]

18 07, 2016
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The Chase (or, I Got Teargassed and Someone Stole my Phone after the Eurocup Final)

I came to Europe looking for some life experiences, or whatever. You know, see the world and all that jazz. Urinate on some historical landmarks, cower my way through a red-light district, ride some bicycles, maybe even look at some art. All standard fare. All Enriching and Educational.   Inevitably, some time abroad becomes a little more layered, and occasionally even exciting than Picasso and pee. For instance: a not-insignificant amount [...]

7 07, 2016
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To My Crazy Bunkmate, An Open Letter

To the sleeping woman sharing this bunk bed with me, I thought we could have been friends. I really did. When you came into the room after midnight and harrumphed your bag down on the bunk above mine, your warmth and grace had me all but ready to introduce myself. You only continued to charm when, having watched me— clad in but my boxers, flip-flops, and a towel—leave the bathroom to grab my [...]

23 06, 2016
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Public Urination in Europe: An Update

We’re not in Brussels anymore. We’re in Paris—and do you know what that means? A lot of really, really drunk German and Irish people, apparently. Forget your crêpes, baguettes, vins fins and all that. It’s UEFA season, baby. France is hosting the huge European soccer tournament this year, so I am not the only, or even most obvious (the hordes of men with the German flag painted on their face [...]

14 06, 2016
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I ventured into Antwerp’s red-light district. It went okay.

(Author’s note: I felt too awkward to take a photo in the red-light district. Bonus points to someone who grabs a selfie with one of the professionals there. So enjoy the Antwerp sunset!) I went to a Catholic high school. An all-boys one at that. The closest thing to a sex-ed I received was looking at pictures of infected genitalia in health class and listening to my teacher rattle off [...]

7 06, 2016
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Don’t Publicly Urinate in Brussels

Alright, sure. This may seem obvious. But hear me out: Brussels practically memorializes the practice of peeing wherever the night takes you. A centuries-old statue of a small boy taking a leak is one of the city’s most iconic—and underwhelming—tourist attractions. Le Mannekin Pis, as he’s known, appears on keychains, Snapchat filters, and kitschy doo-dads all over the city. As of 1987, he even has a female counterpart in Jeanneke Pis, a [...]

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