Letters to Home

Letters to Home

Letters to Home: Take A Moment

This fall, I decided to make a slight departure from my usual course of study. I’m a junior PPE major, but I opted to...

Letters to Home: London to the Lake District

When we decide to study abroad, we repeatedly hear the phrase “comfort zone,” most likely in the context of pushing ourselves to try new...

Letters to Home: Why Study Abroad?

“So why did you decide to study abroad?”This is actually a question I was never asked. In Claremont, we default on off-campus study. I’ve heard the...

Letters to Home: Hvordån går det? (How’s it going?)

Gevninge, Denmark, was deafeningly silent. Every day I passed by cows and horses, huge farms and windmills. I could actually see the stars and...

Letters to Home: Experiencing The City, The Sights, and The Great...

Everyone has their own “million dollar question” that they struggle to answer. For me, it has always been a simple yet absolutely impossible one...

Letters to Home: Stopping to Say Hello

Stone Town, Zanzibar sits on top of itself. The city gets its name from the coral rag and limestone blocks its buildings are made...

Letters to Home: A Kindness Undeserved

At least once a week since I first arrived in Amman, I’ve been enthusiastically welcomed to the country. Sometimes it’s by my taxi driver,...

Letters to Home: Soccer in the Heart of Sarajevo

About a month ago I bought a soccer ball in Sarajevo. This purchase was nothing unusual, yet led to my favorite study abroad memory...

Letters to Home: There’s No LinkedIn on the Steppe

The last two months have been an enormous ego check for me. Internally, I think I knew it when I was planning to study...

Letters to Home: Do Something Different

I waited until the second-to-last day before the deadline to send in my request for a leave of absence from CMC this semester (not...