A 48-hour transit to the other side of the world? You best believe I documented the entire thing.… Read More 48-Hour Transit: A Journal Across the World
Part II of a reunion post dedicated to my study abroad friends. This year, we took the midwest by corn.… Read More Fields of Dreams
I am living and working in a storybook of a place, but what is my life really like at Harlaxton Manor? This is it.… Read More My Life at Harlaxton
Inspired by sitting in a local coffee shop and by Timothy Arthur’s “Ten Nights in a Bar and What I saw There,” this is a post for all my fellow coffee shop frequenters.… Read More A Day in a Coffee Shop and What I Saw There
Last spring I attended one of those murder mystery dinner parties. If you’ve never been to one, here’s how they work: the host orders a kit that pre-assigns characters to all the guests, provides each of them with certain actions/phrases they will have to bring about throughout the night, and basically sets up a fake… Read More A Great Evening for Murder
I’m a sucker for card tricks. You know that face kids make when they’re awestricken with amazement? Eyes wide. Brows up. Mouth gracing the floor. Yeah, that’s my face when I witness a good card trick. I’ve got a few great tricks up my sleeve (see what I did there) but I am not a… Read More Is This Your Card? No? Well, This is Awkward.
It is a well-known fact that snow days usually end after graduating high school. You lose the anticipation of getting a call from a recorded voice, seeing your school name flash across a T.V. screen, or viewing a frenzy of Facebook updates about the temporary closing of the asylum you call school. I, myself, miss… Read More When You Have a Snow Day, You’re Instantly a Kid Again