Standing on the roof of a local Tibetan family’s house in the middle of one of the most beautiful parts of the world, it might as well have been the roof of the world.

Sitting behind my desk, reading through the blog I wrote whilst studying abroad, I am still in awe at how amazing that experience was.

Normally, I am not a lucky person, but this week I won tickets from our program to go see a soccer  football match! It must be the magic of being in Paris, because I never win that kind of thing! I also don’t know anything about the French soccer team, but I love any occasion to try something new. And it wasn’t just any soccer match, it was a World Cup Qualifier match between France and Finland!

My friends and I have fallen into a routine. Every night, more or less, we cook our own dinner in our own rooms and come together in my room to eat all together. We sit cross-legged on the concrete floor slurping pasta or biting into some vegetables as we joke, laugh and catch up on our daily adventures.

I’ve been home for two months now and I can’t believe it. I mean, I was just in Freiburg! I still think about how long my strassenbahn commute will be in the morning before I realize I’m back at home and I automatically try to order a Radler whenever I go out (which obviously doesn’t work). Sometimes I feel so homesick for Freiburg I’ll be upset for the rest of the day. It was truly the most AMAZING experience of my life. Not a day goes by that I don’t wish I were back.

Hello! Sorry for the lack of videos over the last couple of weeks. But I promise there are many to come. This is the first in a series of three videos about my 10 trip to the Czech Republic, Poland, and Hungary. Enjoy!

So continuing from my last post, after spending a wonderfully busy 4 days in Mendoza, my friends and I took an overnight bus to Córdoba, a city much smaller than Buenos Aires, but known for having a large population of university students. Luckily, I had a friend studying in Córdoba so he showed us around for a bit the day we got there. He also took us to a small, hole-in-the-wall empanada place.

This past weekend the weather changed to what you would probably consider to be more “normal” English weather, as in cold, dreary, windy, with a bit of drizzle thrown in. And I had been preparing myself for this change for quite some time now, but now that it’s here, I’ve noticed some important things. Buildings here do not have central heating. People tend to use space heaters. This is a huge concern of mine as we go further into the winter months. And people here really do talk about the weather quite a lot. It’s not just a stereotype.