The End—Via France

My semester abroad is officially over. I ended it by taking one last opportunity to run around Europe, by visiting some friends in the very small town of Arcy-sur-Cure in Borgognes, France. Arcy is a small town—so small, it’s home to only 500 inhabitants. Every time you cross someone in the street, you must say…

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Some Small Letters

It hurts to know a good thing is ending. Finals are wrapping up; I’ve just finished my last shift at the Jermyn Street Theatre; things are changing. I guess I never realized how much studying abroad would bring about change—how consistently, from the beginning to the end of the experience. What I’ve been able to…

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The Ways This City Changes Me

I’ve lived in London for three months now. This is when, as a trusty friend told me, the honeymoon phase of a new flat ends. The commute to work gets longer; the neighborhood gets dingier; the city smaller and colder and less exciting. But I’m still so in love. The gut feelings I get are largely…

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Home at Last

Hello again, my friends, from the other side of the world. As I write, I’m sitting in the living room of my attic flat in Shepherd’s Bush, London. My flatmate, Gloria, is catching up on RuPaul’s Drag Race in our bedroom. The rain has stopped and the sun is just setting (at an early 4:45 p.m.)….

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Love and London (Ramblings on Goodbyes)

There is no good way to prepare to be gone for seven months. There’s not even a great place to start. No one makes a road map for this kind of trip—particularly if where you’re going feels more like home than where you’re coming from. No amount of preparing visas and packing lists has prepared me…

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