Sometimes the tears made it hard to see and the semi-hysterical breathing occasionally hampered my steering abilities. All the while the dark hole feeling in my chest led to some questionable speed decisions.… Continue reading
The days passed one after the other, blurring into a series of moments, events without specific days, but falling instead into jumbled heaps of times, of waking, walking and life. We rose every… Continue reading
We put training wheels on our bikes so we can learn how to ride. I though that hiking the Dry Stone Route in Mallorca would be a great set of training wheels for… Continue reading
On our next morning in Faux Cap, Lili, a Malagasy student at the Centre Ecologique à Libanona (CEL), and I met our host family and travelled to our village. Lili was my translator,… Continue reading
Most everyone you will talk to will tell you that studying abroad is one of the best life decisions that a person can make. They will tell you go as far as you… Continue reading
