“Hey, girl from America, why don’t you sing a song?” I was at Grace’s in Rathmines, an Irish pub that felt like a time warp to me. With its dimly lit interior, no website, and a Facebook page that hadn’t been updated in years, Grace’s was the kind of… More
It’s my fifth day in Dublin, but it feels like it has been much longer. At the same time, I’m still very much adjusting to life here. Maybe that’s because so much has been crammed into the past few days. From the hours of orientation at the Arcadia Dublin… More
In about three and a half hours (as of writing this sentence), I will load my luggage into my family’s car. We will drive for an hour through freezing, snowy Massachusetts from my home town of Chelmsford to Boston Logan International Airport. After some… More
It’s been a little while, readers! After a week full of midterm exams and presentations, and then a week off for fall break, I’m back to a normal pace in Rome. By normal, I mean... I’m writing this from my bed and procrastinating. Nevertheless, I’m hoping… More
It’s been so hard to find the time to sit down to write this blog post. As the end of my second full week in Edinburgh approaches, part of me feels like there’s no way I’ve already been here that long, and the other part of me feels like I’ve been living… More