That’s a wrap!
I’m back home for the holidays, and I’ve finally had the chance to reflect on my time abroad. Everything they say is true — it’s bittersweet being back at home.
I’m back home for the holidays, and I’ve finally had the chance to reflect on my time abroad. Everything they say is true — it’s bittersweet being back at home.
As I lay in my bed writing this, a week after I have returned home, I am finally able to reflect on what it means to be back.
One of the hardest things to do is to find the balance between the different parts of our lives.
In my first week back home, I’ve realized how lonely being home can be after a semester abroad.
Travel is a privilege and an opportunity for personal and intellectual growth, but the scary reality is that it’s also destructive of the environment.
I've finally reached the end of the fall semester, and now I can properly reflect on the experience of attending a Dutch university.
I love food, so when I hopped on a plane to Germany, I couldn’t wait to try all kinds of foods and to share delicious meals with my new friends abroad.
“A night missed in Berlin is a night missed in Berlin.”
Reflecting on my time abroad is like putting together a puzzle.