Chapter 5: How to Grow Roots

Looking for My Keys; How I Adapt to Living in a New Place

So if you're feeling lonely and disconnected a few months into college, study abroad, your new job in that city, or an idyllic llama ranch in Peru, there's nothing wrong with you.  You didn't miss anything crucial.  Roots just take time to grow.

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Chapter 3: The Blank Spaces on the Map

Why I Almost Decided to Come Home Early from My Carefree Backpacking Trip

I wrote this October 27, 2015, when I was on the brink of buying a plane ticket back home.  I didn't end up buying it, not because the reasoning I give below isn't valid, but rather because I couldn't imagine what I would be doing at home that would be more worthwhile than what I'm doing… Continue reading Why I Almost Decided to Come Home Early from My Carefree Backpacking Trip

Chapter 2: The Way Less Traveled By

Not to Mistake Nostalgia for Homesickness

My university career has been divided quite sharply into distinct eras: The Year of Freshman Shenanigans, The Year of RA Shenanigans, The Year of Study Abroad Chaos, and now The Year of I Think I'm an Adult (tentatively titled since I'm only halfway through).  As the names suggest, my Costa Rica year kind of threw… Continue reading Not to Mistake Nostalgia for Homesickness

Chapter 2: The Way Less Traveled By

Once Upon a Time I Could Hop on a Bus

Finals week is over, and you can almost hear the college kids' collective sigh of relief rolling across the country.  Never mind that we probably spent more time putting off studying than getting down to it--I myself read through four novels for fun in the midst the most stressful week of the semester, despite the… Continue reading Once Upon a Time I Could Hop on a Bus

Chapter 1: The Quest for Pura Vida · Chapter 2: The Way Less Traveled By

(and all that jazz)

The other day I told a Costa Rica story to a girl I don't know well.  I actually took myself a bit by surprise since I don't tend to bring up my year abroad as much.  Costa Rican adventures are somehow being replaced by tales of scholarship applications and volleyball practices, by plans with my… Continue reading (and all that jazz)