You comin’, blondie?
May18

You comin’, blondie?

Before leaving for study abroad (and leaving the country for the first time…ever), I often compared what I thought my experience would be like to a scene in my favorite movie-Tangled. It’s the moment when Rapunzel decides to jump from her tower, and is struggling to make her descent. For those who haven’t seen it, here is what she said: “Look at the world so close, and I’m halfway to it! Look at it all so big,...

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Appendicite…
Apr09

Appendicite…

“What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever experienced?” Before last month, I used to say that I was scared of heights, of spiders, or even public speaking.  Then, on a weekend trip six hours away from my program’s city, I ended up in a French hospital, thinking I had appendicitis. Being sick and thinking there’s a chance you’re going to go into surgery is scary enough, but not knowing what the...

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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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If at first you don’t suc(skied)…
Feb13

If at first you don’t suc(skied)…

For me, study abroad has been full of a lot of firsts. First time leaving the country; first time out of the state of Alabama for more than ten days, but some of these firsts haven’t been quite as extreme.  I spent one of my first weekends in Grenoble, France an hour away from the city, skiing for the first time ever. For those who don’t know me–this was a terrifying (exhilarating…eventually) experience, as...

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