Packing was one difficult task. It never is easy, but it becomes especially hard when you have to fit yourRead More ⇾
Week old henna stains the front and back of my left hand. Brown, beautiful, and intricate, the under part ofRead More ⇾
As the end of my program approaches, I have begun to feel strangely torn between two very extreme feelings. HavingRead More ⇾
It’s funny how the world doesn’t stop when you’re not attending to it. Coming home doesn’t mean coming back. InsteadRead More ⇾
This is my final week in Rabat and I’ve been rather remiss in keeping you all updated on my travelsRead More ⇾
Culture shock is something I heard about all the time in the International House at my university. I saw itRead More ⇾
“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort ofRead More ⇾
For someone that has never left the United States of America, studying abroad should seem like a frightening concept. IRead More ⇾