Featured image: Me in front of the famous Berlin landmark, BrandenburgerTor. Fun fact: over the summer I could see the monument from my apartment. Berlin, much like myself, is a project under construction. I fell in love with the Großstadt Berlin during perhaps the most confusing time in my life to date. Let’s rewind a little. My choice to come to Berlin came alongside my Vassar acceptance letter. Like so many of my peers, I applied to Vassar because of…
Featured image: He!Viva Dada by Jean-Michel Humeau, one of my favorites from Le Centre Pompidou. My first few days abroad were spent yearning for somewhere else. From dark and wet 45 F degree weather in Newark, NJ, I left for Glasgow. Once landed, the taxi ride from the airport to my flat revealed a town not unlike the surroundings of where I call home: dark and wet 8 C weather, fading Victorian charm, muddy rivers, low industrial buildings, looming gentrification…
Featured image: Above is a picture of me and my boys. The dual degree program (3/2 program) is mostly made up of guys, so I’ve been learning how to be a bro. I now fully understand the phases “cracking open a cold one with the boys” and “Saturdays are for the boys.” Rush, rather recruitment, is overwhelming for everyone involved. At least, here at Dartmouth it’s very overwhelming. I thought once I had gone through the process as a potential…
Featured image: On the first snow of winter term, students have a snowball fight in the Green. I nailed an athlete in the butt, so I’m pretty happy with my performance. After the snowball fight I made some snow angels. Last week I came back for the winter term. I was sort of dreading it, but found myself quite happy to be back. I know that might seem surprising given my last update, but it’s true. On the first day…
Featured image: I love the mountains! A view from my bedroom window in Quito. My great study abroad adventure began with two weeks in the United States, traipsing around the state of Georgia. Along with the 17 other students on the program, we ventured from the big city of Atlanta to the small college town of Athens, out to the rural farms of Albany, and finally back to Atlanta. From Atlanta, we flew to Quito, Ecuador, where we have spent…