At the beginning of March, I hit an academic wall. Having coasted through two months at St. Andrews with relative ease, I suddenly found myself bombarded by deadlines for essays, my thesis proposal and...

I have never been a spontaneous, go-with-the-flow person, and now that I’ve been in St. Andrews, Scotland, for a month I’m relieved to say that I have finally established a weekly routine. My Mondays...

On Saturday, I sent an email blast to my friends and family detailing my first week abroad, showcasing photos of the St. Andrews beachfront. As I expected, few people responded, but those that did sent...

One of the most stressful parts of study abroad preparation in August was also one of the most routine: packing. I found it surprisingly overwhelming to look at all of my clothing, school supplies and...

Over the course of my semester in the Middle East, I have been treated with graciousness and hospitality at nearly every turn. This treatment has not been sparked by my charming disposition: Being an American...

One of the internal tug-of-wars I’ve been grappling with during my time abroad has been my identity in Copenhagen: am I a tourist or a local? My time is limited, yes, but still long enough that I engage...

In the United States, I am from New York City. In Copenhagen, this identity is secondary to being from “the States.”  As a student studying abroad, I have had to grow accustomed not only to being...

Routines form the basis of life at Georgetown. Class schedules provide the infrastructure, extracurriculars fill in the gaps and the remaining free time is devoted to daily necessities like eating...

College is a time of disguised instability. At 18 years old, four years in one place seems like a long time, but it isn’t. Each fall when we move into dorm rooms, we hang up posters and register for...

To know a place is to know its people. Unfortunately, my imagination conjured an image of Bali, Indonesia, as a crowded, westernized beach scene swarming with perfect “Instagrammable” moments. I...