Arrivederci, America!

  As I am sitting in the Chicago O’Hare International Airport, during a f i v e hour layover, I am already reflecting on how this experience will change my perspective on so many different things. Early this morning, several girls and I went to Chick-fil-A in the...

Bring on the Pasta!!

On a typical day during the fall semester of 2017, my best friend and I were sitting in our night class when a former professor came to speak to our group about a trip that she had in the works to Reggio Emilia, Italy. Jokingly, I looked at my friend and said “let’s...

Day 2: wanting to go home

May 20 11:15 AM. We took the train from Rome to Florence. I am fortunate enough to have my mom and aunt accompany me to Italy and travel with me before classes start. I thought I learned my lesson in when the pickpocketers took my phone right out of my purse. It was...

Here We Come Zambia!

Coming to UA, I never really saw myself leaving the state of Alabama. Alabama is home to me and I grew up just 2 hours north of Title Town. I always heard people talk about their adventures in Spain or Italy and the amazing experiences they had abroad, but I never...

Florence, Y’all

May 18, 2018 10:34 am: Currently, I am anxiously awaiting for my 11 hour layover to pass so I can officially embark on my journey of a lifetime. As I sit here watching plane after plane takeoff, I can only feel my excitement increasing as I realize it is one plane...

Back in Belgrade!

Almost a week ago, we arrived in Belgrade, Serbia for the start of our program. Last year was my first time coming to this country as a delegate with the Serbia Fellowship Program and this year I came back as an executive member. It has been so interesting to be on...

Off to Asia! Pre-Departure!

I chose to study abroad because I have never truly traveled outside of the United States for an extended period of time. I hadn’t intended on going to China or Vietnam, but this class gave me a reason to go. Location played most into my decision on where I went...

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...