All in TRAVEL

An American in Paris

On Friday March 6, I made the 3:00 a.m. trek to the bus station, heavy backpack in tow. One bus ride and flight later, I made my grand arrival to Paris fashion week, sleepy-eyed and messy-haired. See here is the thing about traveling. I have all these plans to look like an awesome cool hip European every time I go on a trip. And honestly, I just haven't nailed down this look yet. The first reason for this is that I have been wearing the same clothes for 2 months now. The second reason is this: how good can a girl really look when she got 1 hour of sleep and had to roll up to the airport at like 4:00 a.m.  Answer: not that good. Moving on.

Under the Tuscan Moon

This is one of those real honest moments where I offer a glimpse into the heart of study abroad. It is such a beautiful and challenging experience. As cool as the pictures may turn out, it's not always the Lizzie McGuire movie over here. You have hard days and homesick moments. I've been traveling for 8 days now and I long for home. Home for now means a place to unpack my overly full backpack and rest my feet for a while. 9 Canterbury Road will be welcomed with open arms late Sunday night. 

WATCH AND LEARN

Things are going quite well here, if you were wondering.

I think we are all learning more and more what it means to "live in community". (Seriously if I had a nickel for every time I have heard that phrase since attending ACU, I would have soooooo many nickels).