Espresso, Architecture, and Pastels
Mar23

Espresso, Architecture, and Pastels

I don’t think there are words to succinctly summarize my past month and a half in Budapest, but here’s my best shot. I’m sitting, laptop out, in a small square in the Palace District of this capital city. Beside me, a cobblestone street winds its way towards the twin spires of a church nestled between residential buildings and cafes. I can count more than a dozen colors adorning the buildings surrounding me, with nearly as many...

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When the tide is high
Mar20

When the tide is high

During my final day in Costa Rica, I had the opportunity to do something on my bucket list I had yet to cross off. Surfing. I’ve always been a land person—running, hiking, backpacking and camping. I was raised in Louisville, Kentucky—famed for land sports like horseback riding and rock climbing. To be fair I had spent some time in the water throughout my childhood boating on the lake with my family. Here, I learned how to slalom ski,...

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A New Mode of Transportation
Mar15

A New Mode of Transportation

As I sat in a rocking chair on the porch of my little Costa Rican cottage, I watched an assortment of cars, busses and bicycles zoom by. With no plans for the afternoon, I hoped to make my way into town via one of Costa Rica’s friendly taxi drivers. Before I made the call, however, an alternative form of transportation caught my eye. Within just a few hours, I found myself zig-zagging through town and through the countryside on a...

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(Water)Falling Into Costa Rica
Mar13

(Water)Falling Into Costa Rica

As a writer for VIDA Magazine at UA, I somehow found myself flying solo to Costa Rica less than 48 hours ago. Upon landing among the surrounding Costa Rican mountains and volcanoes, I hopped aboard a bus with a local bus driver, and we began our trek through the busy streets to Arenal, where the rest of the VIDA team awaited my arrival. Considering my driver was native to the country, I quickly discovered he only spoke Spanish. Thus,...

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A Hansard Scholar in London
Mar03

A Hansard Scholar in London

Anyone who has ever studied abroad will most likely describe the first few weeks in one compact, colorful term: whirlwind.   My time so far here in London, England, has been just that. So much so that it has taken me over a month to finally sit down and reflect on everything that has happened. I’m here in the UK from January to April participating in the Hansard Scholars Programme (British spelling, see I’m acclimating). During...

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