on looking upward-

this semester has started off reminiscent of my time abroad. three weeks ago, i had the pleasure of taking eight international students from my uni to my nation's capital--- it was quite the adventure indeed. a proper labor day weekend at that. each day possessed its own magic, its own mystery. i felt like a foreigner in my own land, and it is that very feeling i have become addicted to. there's just something about driving a car where all the passengers speak in a foreign tongue;  for an entire weekend, i was the tour guide and tourist all at once... what a notion.

pankaj, my sweet new friend, invited us over for a lovely Indian dinner. we ate with our hands, with our heart- through all of our senses.

though a longer post is soon to come- international tea time was quite the evening. over forty attendees and so much culture... my heart is so full.

 

i can hardly believe its been one year since i arrived in the uk. i remember the gentle pull of wanderlust calling me in the direction of my dreams. it has only been a month into my senior year and so much has taken place. looking back on everything that had to happen to bring me to this point in my story, i am both overwhelmed and in awe of the mystery that is this life. its been a rocky ride, a magical ride, but o has it been worth it! here's to all of life's happenings, may they continue to take our breath away!

“I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.”

-Charlotte Bronte