It’s been a long three months. 93 days to be specific. 93 days since I packed up my life and moved 7,000 miles away to the beautiful town of Heidelberg, Germany. Before stepping on the plane, I thought it was going to be the longest three months of my life. In some ways, it was.…
We had missed our train back home. That Thursday night, roughly 20 of us students had decided to go see the newest James Bond movie in the next town over. But the movie didn’t let out until late and we missed the midnight train by a mere 30 seconds. So we were stuck in Mannheim…
