My Nina (godmother) told me last winter, “Megs, six months from now, you will look back on this situation and be amazed at how far you have come.” I was…
There Once was a GoGirl in Ireland
I tried to write a limerick for this post, but the truth is that rhyming is not my strongest field. Besides, limericks are supposed to be obscene by nature, and…
Home Sweet Frangland
When the plane took off for my first trip to France, I was sure I was going home. With my dark hair, thin build, and enormous nose, I considered myself…
A Holiday From a Holiday…
So often when you are speaking with friends who are away travelling or when you yourself are in faraway lands you are more than likely to at once hear/think personally,…
Cake
By Beth I was talking to my buddy Alessandro again today. He’s feeling antsy and wants to get on the move again. He is always such a world traveler, more than myself….
Clubbing with Mom
A very common Friday night in Barcelona might look a little something like this: Friends together eating dinner and drinking a little sangria (or whatever tasty beverage can be thrown…
Escape to the Country
Ah, the countryside! It was a very welcome relief to get away from noisy and dirty city to the wide-open spaces of rural Morocco. However, after spending last week with…
Singing Sisters and Soapy Clothes
When you enter into a family for the first time, you know that you won’t be treated like the rest of the family immediately, but will remain a guest in…
Ma Famille Marocain
Traveling to any foreign country can definitely be stressful. Add to that a new family, and you’re talking stress. A week into my study abroad program, I was adopted by…
To Portugal
By Beth It’s about 8:30am and it’s still quite dark. It’s also absolutely freezing. Here I am, laying in bed. I am wearing: Two tank tops, a short-sleeved shirt, a long-sleeved…