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Since I arrived I’ve been avoiding the question about what I think about France. Each time I answer, “I’ve only been here for (x amount of time.) It’s too early to tell. Ask me later.” Then one week grew into two, two grew into three and now I’ve been here a full [...] I’m sitting inside a Peyton and Byrne watching the traffic of Euston Road and rain pass. The café is housed in Wellcome Collection, a kind of art gallery and museum currently hosting an exhibit about the human body. I had to take a window seat because running the power cord for the laptop from a [...] Dear HMS readers, Yesterday I left, my now former residence, in Utrecht to begin a two-month backpacking journey with my pal Jessica. This morning I woke up on a night train in Copenhagen. The remaining planned are: Hamburg, Berlin, Prague, Budapest, Vienna, Salzburg, Munich, Padua, Bologna, Milan, Athens, Skoura, Soverato, Supino, Rome and London. Some [...] The experience of going to and being in Bergen, the second biggest Norwegian city and gateway to the western fjords, made me yearn for the past–my childhood and the kind I’ve only known in movies and books. The six-hour train ride from Oslo to Bergen was more amazing than enthusiastic endorsements from anyone I talked [...] |
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