How My Father Taught Me I Was Smart

If there’s one thing I am always going to remember about my dad it’s the way he always said my name when he wanted my help. Not lingering over each individual syllable: Guh-bree-elle, but a rushed, quick whisper, each syllable scrunched into the next. It was a conspiratorial beckon, an inside joke—delivered in a stage…

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Throwback: A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum

An old dear friend from my study-abroad days stayed here in Berlin with me last week. Over the course of the weekend, we traded turns teasing each other over our naive, first-time-in-Europe stories. Speaking of, did I ever tell you about the time I meant to fly to Rome and wound up in Riga? No?…

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Reality Czech? : Musings from Prague

With summer winding down and the fall approaching, I can’t help but feel a little wistful. Seems like the perfect time to share a throwback post on wishful thinking. March, 2009 — Prague, Czech Republic I’ve been making a lot of wishes lately. I think it’s something that happens when you travel—traveling brings out the…

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A Look Back at Amsterdam

Insanely, this is the five-year anniversary of my departure to the Netherlands—what began a blissful, highly educational study abroad period that showed me a wide swath of Europe, gave me some new friends to treasure, and exposed me to an array of culture, history, and art. (Hey, Holland is the Original Cool, remember?) I try…

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