On the top of the mountain of Montserrat, it smells like rosemary. The sun is shining and it feels nice to breathe something in other than cigarette smoke and diesel. Sometimes you just need to climb a mountain. Living in the city is exciting, however lately I’ve been missing...
Right on cue, the weather is slowly turning into fall on the last days of the La Mercè festival in Barcelona. By fall I really mean 73 degrees and rain showers, but here that means people have been putting on their scarves and sweaters. The La Mercè festival included a...
For thirty seconds I let go of every inhibition and danced. Before I knew what I was doing, I grabbed the outstretched hand in front of me and I was pulled into the middle of the dance floor to flamenco in front of at least 50 people. Flamenco is one...
Whoever invented midterms has some serious explaining to do. I can see some benefits to them. They make sure that the first time you look back at what you did during the start of the term (semester) is not the week before finals when any vague memories of September are...
This past week has been by far my favorite since I got to Ireland, since my family was able to join me for ten days. They landed in Ireland the day before St. Patrick’s Day, perfect timing and immediately fell in love just like I did. I was lucky enough...
The University of Limerick is settled along the west coast of Ireland, right alongside the Shannon River. Located only 15 minutes from the center of Limerick City, UL is the definition of Ireland, from the lush green landscape, to a distant view of the Forgotten Castle. It was only natural...
I think you will all be pleased to know I survived Halloween in America. Although, it was a bit touch and go when I decided to go to a haunted house for the first time in my life; Standing outside in the queue was scary enough. The actors deliberately sought...
I didn’t think I was a particularly patriotic person, but America is defiantly bringing it out in me. Its nearly been two months since I was last on my slightly dysfunctional island of Britain, and I can really feel the withdrawal symptoms kicking in. The American’s love of their flag,...
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...
Technology dislikes me. I don’t know what I have done to offend the electrical appliances of planet earth, but something must have happened for them to all decide to congregate together in a universal crusade against me. A week before I left for America my laptop died a gory death...

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