Last year, I spent five months living just north of London from January until May. Last year also seemed to be a particularly cold winter for the southeast of England, and my wussy Pacific Northwest manner could not cope. On one of the coldest days in March, I took the train down to Richmond to meet my… Continue reading Colours + textures of Kew Gardens
Brighton, a photo essay.
It has been a few months since I first arrived in Hatfield and I cannot believe how quickly time has gone by. Although Hatfield isn’t one of the most exciting places to spend time, fortunately London is just a short train ride away. For one of my study abroad reports, I put together a brief… Continue reading top five in london
When I first arrived in Hatfield, I was truly underwhelmed by the town and its lack of personality. Instead of street markets, there is a shopping mall or a Walmart-like grocery store. Instead of independent coffee shops, there is a Costa. Truly, the town possesses very little that appears to the kind of traveller I… Continue reading market day in st albans
Arriving in the dreary little town of Hatfield in the middle of winter wasn't necessarily the best way to start this stint abroad. Honestly, I couldn't help but wonder: "Is this the right choice?" on a daily basis. Winter was here, heavy and dark. It wasn't going anywhere (not sure if it has, despite it… Continue reading life in hatfield