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In December of 2025, right as I was about to leave from my study abroad program, Italian Cuisine was designated as an “Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity” by UNESCO. Learning this made me feel like I was part of something bigger, especially after…

Studying abroad can be a scary thing. Leaving what I knew behind to start a new adventure comes with tons of questions and uncertainty that made me want to sit on the airport floor. A million questions ran through my mind as I waited for my flight to…

I was never the planner in my friend group and before studying abroad, I had never been out of the United States. But after picking up a few travel trips from Rick Steves’ books and realizing I had friends scattered across Europe, I decided to take a…

Introduction There are so many things to think about when you are getting ready to study abroad. From making travel plans to creating a packing list to saying goodbye to family, countless things need to be accomplished before you leave for your host…

Before I left for Italy, I prepared myself as if I was going on vacation; setting up a picture of what my trip would look like. But of course I am watching videos of people who went to Sorrento for a week, not an entire semester. Mistake #1. I expected…

The summer of 2025–or my summer of 2025, considering it was about half the length of a typical college summer–was jam-packed, to say the least. Beginning on May 15th with my final exam and abruptly ending on July 5th with an international flight, I managed…

I grew up on Scotland Road in a small town in New Jersey. Never did I imagine that one day I’d be in Scotland itself, exploring the very landscapes my street name hinted at, walking streets I’d only seen in pictures. The irony isn’t lost on me and sometimes…

A question preoccupied my thoughts during my first month of study abroad in London is: How can I find happiness during my time alone?  Last September marked my first experience living independently in an entirely new city, new country. Coping with homesickness…

My heart was beating louder than the chatter of the crowded bar in front of me. I kept thinking back to if someone told me I’d be doing an open mic in Italy, I would have laughed so hard. I was never someone who liked taking risks. Never dared to change…