The Airport

Sitting at a computer in terminal 3 of Heathrow airport, listening to the sound of people walking past me chatting and laughing and sometimes screaming (if they’re young children, that is), I am ready to go home. About a week ago, I had a going away party with British party games, American S’mores, and a ceremonial closing of  … Continue reading →

Pictures and a Paragraph (or four) on Paris

Paris. I didn’t spend long here–by the time our severely delayed ferry arrived into Calais and we managed to find our way to the city, my friend Rachael and I really only had about a day and a half to spend exploring before we had to leave to drive back. However, the time we spent in the … Continue reading →