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  • (En)roll with the Punches: A Guide to Australian Academia

    I’m a worrier. If you haven’t noticed based on my previous posts, “stress” is practically my middle name. In the weeks before leaving for the University of Melbourne I freaked out—as I usually do—about almost everything. Funnily enough, though, the one thing that didn’t worry me was the actual “study” part of studying abroad. All my life I’ve been the kid who…

    (En)roll with the Punches: A Guide to Australian Academia

  • Study Abroad: Snapshots in Time

    January Two weeks into my semester in Oxford, I’m attending my first hall dinner. Candles light the room-length dining tables, and the three-course menu is printed on what seems to be parchment. The waiters are all in tuxedos. I’ve never attended such a formal event before. Everyone suddenly stands, and I scramble to my feet…

    Study Abroad: Snapshots in Time

  • Wait, Who Am I Living With? Multicultural Living Abroad

    It’s 10 pm on Tuesday July 14th. I’m sitting on the floor of the LAX airport trying to steady my breathing to refrain from having a panic attack. I read the sign blinking on the screen at the terminal: “35 minutes to boarding…” “30 minutes until boarding…” The time seems to be flying by. My…

    Wait, Who Am I Living With? Multicultural Living Abroad

  • An Address tae Haggis, Toasties, and Biscuits

    Robert Burns Day Time: Sunday, January 25th, 2015; Robert Burns Day; My first Sunday in Saint Andrews. Place: The flat of a member of the Christian Union (CU) I did not know. Reason: I had been invited by a group of students at a pub who I had known for thirty minutes. Experience: Without realizing…

    An Address tae Haggis, Toasties, and Biscuits

  • How Golf Defined My Experience in Scotland

    The bus left our hotel in Edinburgh where we had our orientation bright and early that morning. Within an hour, my new friends and I were pulling into the quaint town of St. Andrews, but it wasn’t the town I had travelled so far to see. Ruth, our lovely Program Director, took us on an…

    How Golf Defined My Experience in Scotland