Discovering My Family History

I didn’t want to write about this, because it’s so personal. But I think it’s important to let people see stuff like this, so here we are. My Creative Writing major (which my brother insists will condemn me to the barista life) requires a twenty- to twenty-five-page piece of creative writing. I chose to write…

I Am Not A World Traveller: An Essay in Parts

Part I: Italy I say I’m not a world traveler, because I’ve only ever been to Europe a few times. I hardly think Europe qualifies as the world. The next few blog posts are a compilation of some traveling stories I have up my sleeve after a few years of traveling to London, Paris and Milan….