(for added flair, feel free to listen to Whitney Houston’s “I Will Always Love You” while reading this) I’ve been home for… More
Becca Dague
Arcadia in Rome, Italy
Becca Dague
Arcadia in Rome, Italy
(for added flair, feel free to listen to Whitney Houston’s “I Will Always Love You” while reading this) I’ve been home for a month now, and it’s been difficult. The first few days were great—I hadn’t eaten a Dorito or a sour gummy worm in almost a year… More
There are lots of great spots in Rome—the Spanish Steps with their hustle and bustle, the Trevi Fountain with its bright gleaming marble, the Vatican with its impressive size and intimidating figures—but there’s no place that I love more than the Pantheon… More
My grandpa died three days ago. It feels odd to say it—to put it in writing, have it out in the open. My grandpa died three days ago. It makes being abroad feel odd and ultimately, selfish. I know this isn’t the case—my grandpa wanted me to come abroad… More
When most people think of college spring break, they envision hot places—bikinis, Mexico beaches, a girls-gone-wild situation. At the very least, the ideal spring break is a hot-weather getaway to an exotic locale. The vision wasn’t much different here… More
This semester in Italy has been a game of prioritizing, and no priority has been as great as travel, most especially within-Italy travel. Since returning to Italy from Christmas break, I’ve become very aware of how little time I have left here. I don… More