As the snow is falling outside my window, I am once again reminded of sun-filled days of relaxation on the Costa del Sol. Recharging in a place like Málaga seems to suggest that you should just lay on one of the beaches for hours on end and sipping some cheap, but effective grocery store wine. … More Rest and Relaxation in Málaga
2018. I had some success, but it was clearly not my best year. Far from it in fact. For all I achieved between internships, research projects, a double major, and cherished memories and friendships… that momentum isn’t going to get me anywhere without getting rid of the failure of the year. I’m an advocate for … More 2018: Thank U, Next.
A year ago today, I left for Málaga. I got on a plane for the first time in 13 years, and set off for almost a year away from home. Part of me can’t believe it’s been that long since I packed up my things and landed on the coast of Spain, while another part … More One year later.
Do you remember what it was like meeting your best friend? That moment where you both just clicked? Finding someone that understands you is one of the best feelings out there. While there aren’t really words to describe what exactly “it” is, you could classify as vibe, an energy, an aura. I consider it simply … More The Generosity of Strangers in a Foreign Land –A
Being abroad can be an adventure, it can be a dream. But that’s not usually the dominant feeling during the journey, nor is it the ideal that is falsely portrayed on Instagram or cleverly captioned Facebook albums. Abroad, while usually considered an overall success is something anyone will tell you was the best decision they’ve … More Abroad Fails and How to Avoid Them –A
How many times have I heard people tell me I’m so lucky to be in Spain right now. I’ve heard it at least 7 times in the last week that I can think of. They mean well, either as a complement or something positive to drive the conversation on abroad life. What it really does … More The Dark Side of Paradise. –A
I didn’t notice it when I landed in London. Nor during my time going through customs in Boston. No, instead I was sitting in a restaurant when it hit me. The not-so-crowded venue was full of people speaking English, a rather common event in America I will attest, but my ears, while accustomed to hearing … More Café Americano. –A
When I stepped off the plane in Italy for my fourth excursion during my year abroad, I realized that I would be spending a total of two weeks in another country that wasn’t Spain. In calculating that amount of time spent away from my host country, I had to look at why I kept booking … More The Concept of Home –A
When I was anticipating leaving for my year abroad, I promised I would write letters. Immediately, I was given reactions questioning why I would bother with such an archaic, and inefficient method of communication. And it was true that I would end up utilizing the more current forms of staying in touch between various social … More On the Lost Art of Letter Writing –A
A Roman Holiday: 36 hours in the Eternal City. Most people will tell you that it’s impossible to do Rome in a day. But if you’re on a budget, and the best flight deals only allow for one full day in the Eternal City, I’m here to tell you that it’s absolutely possible, and that it … More Rome | Roma –A
Being single on Valentine’s day is usually a tough experience. Being single and alone is quite another. Sure, I called my mom, a few friends, you know the works–those attempts to fill the void. But when I step back and realize that even if I was home, even if I was back at Dickinson, every … More Thoughts on Another Valentine’s Day Alone –A
Days I’ve been away from home? Today: 186. That’s over six months. And it shouldn’t be that I’m reminiscing on those days as though it was the last time I’ve felt freedom; I’m not in prison, I’m in Spain. In reality, I should be feeling like I’m in a paradise, dreading the day where … More It Can Only Go Up From Here. –A