But Really…Berlin?

When people discover that I’m studying abroad this summer, the first question I’m asked every single time is “Where?” Once I say “Berlin,” I get a variety of responses that mostly include confusion and misunderstanding. For most...

Abuelita

I was sitting at the kitchen table last night, serving myself stuffed green peppers prepared by my host grandmother (affectionately referred to as “Mamá”) when I recognized the sound of Frank Sinatra’s voice echoing through the hallways. At the same moment, Mamá...

La Vita in Italia

Ciao from Italy! It has been a little over a month since I arrived in Florence, which is hard to believe. Time seems to be passing quicker than I could’ve imagined. But I am loving every minute of it! When I stepped off the plane at the Florence airport on...