Archive by category Camels Abroad

Inzozi Nziza

For my PICA internship, I am spending this summer working at Inzozi Nziza (Sweet Dreams), an ice cream shop in Butare, Rwanda. This may sound like a strange choice, but as an international relations major with a focus in international development, I knew I wanted to spend my summer working in the field. I began […]

Guns N’ Roses

Guns N’ Roses

“Sorry it went straight to voicemail,” he said. “A Grad missile hit the city today so the cell phone lines are going crazy.” No problem. A Grad missile. Cousin to the Qassam rocket, gift package from the Gaza Strip. My plans for the weekend in Be’er Sheva, in the desert area of Israel, were casually […]

Shalom Shalom Shalom

Welcome to Tel Aviv, Israel. The city that never sleeps…I would admit that I’m ripping that off of NYC but I swear there’s a saying in Hebrew here that means the same thing. And for my first week here I most definitely experienced it firsthand. To preface the next few months of (hopefully) consistent documentation […]

Lacking Levity

About a month ago I pulled a homeless man out of the tracks of a metro train after he had passed out, face down in the tunnel. I didn’t want to write about it for a long time simply because it seemed self indulgent and unnecessary and oddly traumatizing. After all, I don’t know this […]

Djemma el F’na

Note: Sorry for the lack of posting to any and all that were concerned; there is a lack of good, fresh-squeezed internet in Morocco. As is such, these events happened weeks ago. Much has been written about this circus of food and entertainment located in the heart of Marrakesh’s medina, but I will tell you […]

Puzzling Professori

In Italy, there is a slight role reversal between students and their teachers. First, my classes commonly do not start on time. The hour marked on our schedules seems to be more a suggestion than a rule. At times, when I feel as though I have arrived egregiously late, the professor has not yet arrived […]

The Paris Joy Initiative

This marks week one of what  I am referring to as “The Paris Joy Initiative.” That’s right, I am personally bent on injecting joy into this city. Don’t get me wrong, Parisians know how to throw down with the best of them but they also know how to look miserable better than any nationality on […]

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