The Semester of Me

At the start of 2017, I promised myself that I would push myself to do things that scared me. Last summer, I decided to move to a new city alone for an internship, and it created a renewed sense of independence within myself. Navigating a new life in this city helped...

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...

After Abroad

So now you’ve been to some fascinating places, made wonderful friends, learned a lot about yourself, what now? Returning to my home campus was a reality check, that life is a little more simple on a daily basis than the last month I spent in Rome, and a few...

Back to the US

After a month in Cuba I wasn’t ready to leave… I had made some amazing friends and learned so much. However, I had to return to the US. I was excited to go home because I had missed my friends and family and couldn’t wait to tell them about...

While Abroad

The first emotions I experienced after arriving in Bali, Indonesia were excited, but also quite nervous. Arriving at midnight, taking a cab in an unfamiliar city, and concluding that I might die on the seemingly unregulated roads left me feeling terrified as well....

Upon Return

After 35 hours of traveling, I arrived in my home-town airport. There were so many different thoughts running through my head, such as excited and relieved to be back home and also overwhelmed by the change in scenery. It took about a week to get used to being back;...

Missing Moscow

  I’ve been home for about a while now and I’m getting ready to head back to Alabama for the fall. So I have used this time to reflect on my time in Russia. Now it seems so far away and its weird to think that I’ve spent a semester there. At first I wasn’t sure...

Never Leaving!

When I first arrived in Barcelona I was terrified.  I started wondering why my parents would ever let me do something like this.  When I was waiting in the customs line no one spoke any English and I started asking myself ‘what have I got myself into?’. ...