A few days ago my mother emailed me this: “If you weren’t from New York, you would never come home.”
My friends constantly rag on me for comparing everything to New York. The trees, the traffic, the trains. And I can get how it can be annoying. The river near Prague really isn’t anything like the Hudson Valley. The Alps aren’t really anything like the Adirondacks. The Brussels subway isn’t really anything like New York’s. They are all better (sorry, New York).
Spoiler alert: If you’re a prospective student who wants to go to Iguazu and doesn’t want to see everything before going, don’t watch the video below.
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Give me a break, give me a break, break me off a piece of that bocadillo…and give it to someone else because my stomach might turn on me if I feed it another sandwich meant for a family of four. I hope everyone is familiar with the Kit-Kat bar jingle. In any case, suffice it to say that I have consumed, enjoyed, even delighted in my fair share of starchy, cheesy goodness, but there’s only so much a girl can handle! Being a pescatarian complicates matters even more, typically leaving me with only a couple of options, at least in the way of Spain’s trusty bocadillos (essent
After an amazing week in Cairns I was a little bit exhausted but I was also eager to see what IES had in store for us in Tasmania. I arrived back to RMIT Village at 1 am only to pack up and head out again at 6 40 am. Chay was waiting for Mercy, Gabe, and I and we met Sarah, who studies at La Trobe, at the airport. After a short flight we stepped off the plane in Launceston to surprisingly nice weather and set off to meet our driver for the trip, a typical Tassie bloke who never stopped talking.
The day after the fútbol game (update: Ecuador recently kicked Chilean butt!) Claire, Alfonso & I joined some La Católica friends for the fiestas del pueblo in Guápulo–a district of Quito that I had never explored before. It is a district with small bars and restaurants and people say the hippies like to collect here (although Ecuadorians love throwing around the word hippie in and out of context so I never really know).
