The theme of this blog is (cue the dramatic music) trying to survive in another country with not a lot of money! YAY! Recently, as the term has been winding down to somewhat of an end, I’ve been noticing the dollar amount in my bank account slowly creeping its way closer and closer to zero. It’s definitely a scary thought, but it’s taught me (sort of) how to be more responsible with my money, which is a skill I’m sure…
The All-Carb Diet For the few weeks leading up to my departure, I was exercising like crazy. Images of impossibly thin and chain smoking French girls kept running through my head. I made it my goal to keep off the holiday weight as much as possible. All I really wanted was to fit in! Anyway, in the three weeks or so that I’ve been here, something quite unexpected has been happening. I have been actually slimming down. Never mind that…
Being in a foreign country can mean missing certain things about home; these things can be small and simple (good peanut butter) or large and complicated (the Great American Dream). One thing that I definitely knew that I would miss was the best American holiday, in my humble opinion: Thanksgiving. I have so many pleasant memories of spending a Thursday in November with my family—sharing turkey, vegetables, muffins, and all sorts of other food (although, to be honest, I mostly eat the…