Author: angela7marino
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Another Day Another Dollar… or Pound
“There’s no place like home”, Dorothy definitely got that right. Now home is a very subjective word though. I follow the philosophy “home is where your hat lays”. Traveling days seem endless. It is with this desperation and perspiration that Christine and I arrive at Carolyn’s flat. Having a bed to sleep in with friends…
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Londres
English? Wow. Finally back into a country whose language I speak fluently. Now my spanish improved tremendously while abroad but at that time my english decreased. Unfortunately I find myself in England and Spain struggling. Picture this: It is 4pm in Madrid, our day was spent battling the metro to downtown, asking directions, reserving hostels…
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The World Cup
T-30 hours until the bus comes to my door to take me away from my home for the past 6 weeks. Although it has been about 2 months I feel like I have spent years here. The each street of Salamanca holds separate memories. From the streets that take me home, to school, to clubs,…
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The “Studying” Part of Studying Abroad
Finals began today. The “reason” I came to Spain is coming to an end and the test was this morning. Walking to my 9am literature final I had more than one emotion flowing through me; confusion with the different names of poem authors in my head and sadness from the fact that this is my…
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Alhambra: Arabic Heaven
Alhambra means red one but it should just mean heaven. This place hold the summer and winter castles for the old Arabic rulers. People used to think the Arabians had special powers because this building was made of iron and when it rained it would run red, thus the name. Alhambra definitely mirrors a mythical…
my feet don't want to go to sleep 