My parents, bless their hearts, were crazy enough to take an eight year-old to Italy. No normal parents would think that was a good investment and they took a risky gamble when they brought me to Italy for a week when I was only eight. Thankfully, their gamble paid off and I loved the trip.…
A White Weekend in the Black Forest
I recently returned from a weekend in the Black Forest of Germany. It was the first weekend of the semester that we could leave Heidelberg, so my friends Laura, Hannah, and I took the first train out of Heidelberg to go explore the Black Forest. Well… it was almost the first train. You see, I…
Let it Snow!
January 1998. The last and only time I have ever lived in the snow. Sure, I’ve been to the snow dozens of times and even been in snowstorms. But today, my 18 year streak finally ended! I’ve been living in Heidelberg for the past five months and have yet to experience a good snowstorm. Not…
An Open Letter to the Obsessive Compulsive Photographer
A wise person once said, “If you want to see what somebody is afraid of losing the most, watch what they photograph.” In my nineteen years I have seen the demise of the film camera, the rise of the digital camera, and the takeover of the smartphone camera. Photographs have become an essential part of…
Coming Home to Heidelberg
Organized chaos. That is about the only way to describe the pandemonium that is the reality of living in Moore Haus. Last semester there were 57 of us students, plus two faculty who called Moore Haus home. Fifty-nine people living under one roof! As an only child, it was quite a change from the relaxed…