Over the past few weeks I have been lucky enough to explore not only parts of Ireland, but also an amazing part of Europe. When I finalized studying abroad, there was one place on my list that I knew I had to go, Amsterdam. A few weekends ago I took...
It’s a humid day, but a breeze is coming through the open window in la sala (the living room), carrying the sounds of a street performer playing the accordion and voices from the café below. Picture a quaint European street, like you see in a movie, and that’s where...
The view from the top of the Museu National d’art de Catalunya , once a palace, is the best in the city. It stands on one end of the city on the mountain of Monjuïc, where you can see all the way across to Mount Tibidabo and to its...
The streets of Venice in the winter are eerie and damp. The buildings seem to be disintegrating into the canals in some spots, but there is still a beautiful and romantic charm about it. In some parts it’s like a spooky maze. In the shop windows peer the hollow...
As the plane took off I had a full view of Barcelona one last time. Thankfully, I had 3 rows of seats to myself, so no one could see me crying like a baby as we ascended further and further away. On my last full day in the city, I...
In the UK I live in the countryside or to put it more accurately, the middle of nowhere.  Therefore I am accustomed to wide open spaces and a horribly limited access to public transport - even the closest bus stop is 15-minutes away by car. Therefore living in Rhode...
It has officially been one month since I arrived in this beautiful country, and it has been a month well spent. I truly love everything about this place. Ireland has been friendly, fun and has treated me very well. Although the classes are now in full swing, I am excited...
We got on the bus when it was still dark at 6 a.m., and the full moon was the only light as we left the city. As we headed further into the Spanish countryside, the fields and hills looked golden in the sunrise and fog hung in the valleys. As...
There are moments or days while traveling that make it all worth it. When you’re tired and far from home and you don’t know how many miles you’ve walked anymore, that’s when the magic suddenly happens. Paris gave me that- a whole three days that were so perfect it...
Here I am, the end of my American journey is near. In three months, I will be home in France. It is really strange  to think about this; I am used to my life in Rhode Island now. For eight months I have been climbing the University of Rhode...

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