Hannah & Julie
roommates, technically adults, writers on the side.
There’s nothing quite like the surge of nostalgia you get when you realize you’re doing something for the last time. You’re sitting in a booth of your favorite pub surrounded by everyone who means a lot to you, and it hits you that this is the last time that these people will all gather together …
“When you travel, remember that a foreign country is not designed to make you feel comfortable. It is designed to make its own people comfortable.” -Clifton Fadiman My second week in Spain, I decided to travel from Granada to Madrid to spend a few days with my cousin Kristina. (For those of you who have …
I returned home yesterday from a two-week Eurotrip. It began in Cork then moved on to Granada in Spain, Berlin, Thessaloniki, Athens, some Greek islands, and Rome. This trip has been a long time coming; on orientation day, my first day in Cork, we were handed a schedule for the semester and told that we …
I chose the enormous picture at the top of this page because it sums up a pretty big portion of how my friends and I have been spending this semester: Being huge idiots and sticking out like sore thumbs. Recently, Hannah and I realized something cool about our time in Europe. For five months of …
The bond formed between people who’ve been plopped into a foreign country where they don’t know a single soul is pretty unique to the study abroad experience, and it’s the stuff of fairy tales. Allow me to explain. So it’s a Wednesday like any other, no big deal. Except for the fact that you’ve just …
Hannah (8:44 am): Running on 3 hours of sleep, about to go tour all day and train home again tonight Hannah (8:45 am): Might die Julie (8:46 am): That sounds like the study abroad experience in a nutshell Julie (8:46 am): PUSH THROUGH YOU GOT THIS Before I came abroad, I had a lot of …
At this point, it’s probably not a surprise to you twelve dedicated readers that Hannah and I sometimes leave writing these posts until the last minute. In fact, we’ve been banking pretty hard on the fact that the East Coast is five hours behind in order to get these posts out on time. At least, …
chat, chatting (v): to talk in a friendly and informal way. I love to chat. I really do. Chatting over drinks, chatting at dinner, chatting in between classes—it’s a great way to pass time and get to know people. Now, I’m going to stop right there. At least half of you are already thinking about …
Most of the time, Ireland is a magical wonderland. You can sit on the top floor of double-decker buses and watch as they almost run over old ladies. You can buy a champagne-sized bottle of cider for 4 euro. They put milk and sugar in their tea. So I thought that maybe, just maybe, going …
To say I went skiing yesterday would be an understatement. “Skiing” is a thing I do a lot at home in New Hampshire. It usually involves frigid temperatures and scratchy turns and familiar trails and old friends. I know where the lodge is and my helmet plays my music through the earflaps and all signs …