I'm about to leave for Australia and I'm not panicking but I feel like I should be. I'm definitely concerned about my flights because there's only an hour between them, and I'm concerned about my luggage because I don't want it to be lost or extra-inspected… More
The sidewalks were busy, and the streets moved quickly. Too caught up in taking pictures of the intricate and vibrant graffiti art on a lively alleyway, I lost my group. My small leader was hard to pick out of a crowd, and the group had already rounded… More
There’s something about airports that make the world feel so attainable. When I gaze at the numerous flights on the departure board, listing flight numbers, gates, and destinations, I feel in awe. My flight is booked to a particular destination, of course… More
Living in Sydney has given me an unexpected experience with homelessness. Particularly because my apartment is across from a main shopping mall where many homeless locals settle to ask for spare change and food from passers-by. I have had an opportunity… More
Recently, I worked as a volunteer at Sydney Fashion week, an event hosted across the city by Mercedes Benz. I was assigned to work with a fabulous swimwear line called “We Are Handsome.” The company’s swimmers are brightly patterned in a diverse array… More