Finally, I reach what must be Scivu, as sand, sky and water meet the road’s end.
I am crossing cultures, becoming an Italian for a semester.
It turns out that Monte Carlo is a ghost town at night and everything was closed at 8 pm.
Though it was an unnecessary feeling, I sometimes felt isolated as a Jew in Europe.
This is where the experience became an authentic roll through hundreds of years of Turkish history.
I have to be honest: sometimes, I remained silent, grinning internally at my students’ expense.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it one thousand times, I love my fiance more than words can express. He puts up with me in the best of times and in the worst of times. One could say I was born with less than the average person’s patience, mix that with a strong type-A […]
The best thing about hanging out in the Saint-Germain area is having a picnic on the Pont des Arts.
Yes, you obviously need to accept some courses – but you don’t need them all.
Before embarking on my 340-day traveling adventure, I was beyond nervous. Not only do most students not study abroad for a complete year, but they definitely don’t do so alone. Most programs are large, it is nearly expected that you will know at least one or two people… the Chile program, on the other hand […]