Dear friend, I hope you’re enjoying your time in South Africa now. Maybe you’ve just arrived and did icebreakers at Monte Casino. Maybe you’re halfway through and you just landed
This post is going to be really sappy. Sorry in advance! I came to South Africa feeling awful about myself. I think so much went into the destruction of my
Everytime someone asks me what my favorite thing about South Africa is, I say it’s how everyone is so willing to engage. My entire time here, I have encountered so
This past week I have felt increasingly homesick. I don’t remember when, but one day I was talking to Ben about feeling homesick. At first, I refused to admit it.
Not even a week. Less than seven days separates us from our departures and marks our official goodbyes to Joburg, a city that has become a second home to us.
As the last week of the program roles around, just as Riley, new emotions swirl within me. I know that long after I arrive home, the souvenirs are unpacked, and
I feel your pain. This well-meaning expression is meant to communicate empathy, yet often can come across as patronizing and insincere. Of course, it is not possible to understand the
After coming back from safari, I’m unfortunately dealing with some pretty strong heated blanket withdrawals. I have a new perspective on life after experiencing the warmth of the beds at
This week, I learned my first lesson in storytelling, cemented by a drastic announcement: “I can never watch TV again.” This idea erupted after completing our second weekly assignment—the interview.
As I sit here in the back of this bus riding back from Koshoba, I feel both peace and gratitude. Though this peace is lessened with the knowledge that I
Somewhere along the way, caring became uncool. I’m not quite sure when it happened. All I know is that– at least in my high school–the most impressive successes were often
Sitting down to write this blog, I’m almost relieved. I finally have an opportunity to escape from my worst enemy – Adobe Premiere Pro. I woke up today feeling a
Unfortunately, I’m writing this sick in bed, questioning where I got whatever seems to be afflicting Ben, Emma and I, but on the bright side, I’ve had a little extra
Being in South Africa has been a wonderful experience. Ignoring that I have gotten to know people from Yale that I wouldn’t have known otherwise, being in South Africa has
