You know that irrational fatigue you get when you've done nothing but eat a lot and do minimal physical activity? I've just come from a four-hour car ride, but I'm battling that fatigue for you,...
Note: this is one part of two updates. I have spent the past several days in a rural village where access to internet has been limited, so this first post is about the week before, and the next will...
One thing I do every day here in Alicante is speak Spanish–– a LOT of Spanish. As I explained in my first post, language immersion is a huge deal in my program and was one of the main reasons that...
To make a quick introduction of myself, my name is Vicky Su and I love doing Volunteer jobs. This line of self-introduction originates from the first day I moved into Whitman. When we introduced ourselves...
I know that my writing this for Whitman's Pio is essentially preaching to the choir, but I wish to vent a bit about the incredible hatred and ignorance of the film "The Innocence of Muslims."
For those...
"It's something to do with culture." That's what Carmela, my host mom, says every time we have a conversation about things that are different in Spain than they are in the U.S. We spend a lot of time talking...
After some help from google translate to ensure I was spelling it correctly, the title of this post "ahlan wa sahlan al jama'a al urdineeh" was written in Arabic. This phrase translates to "Welcome to...
Have you ever had a dream where you’re running but not running fast enough?
The other day I was standing in a bazaar in Jaipur Old City when a man bumped into my backpack and took off running.
Salam Aleikum, Whitman!
Since the past week that I've been here, I've come to know Rabatis as some of the most hospitable people I've met. I say this despite the mild harassment...
Living with a host family was one of the things I was most excited and nervous about coming to Spain. I think this is a pretty common sentiment among students studying abroad. It's a hard thing because...
Last night was an experience. As I was sitting in my homestay mom's cousin's uncle's house for his 86th birthday, reality finally set in. I'm in 'Amman, Jordan and I will be, for a really really...
At 12:09 AM the night before I depart, I sit on my bed and think, "What do I write?" At the start of summer my initial self doubts of whether I was introspective or eloquent enough to blog or document...
