Can’t Stop the Feeling(s)

I’ve had a little bit of a hard time lately. When I talk to people back in the States, there always comes a part in the conversation where the “miss you” turns into “wish you were here.” And although I truly do wish that all of you were here with me experiencing Prague and the people I’m with, I struggle to find words that describe my feelings about not being at home. It’s not that I don’t miss Minnesota and my people there. I do miss it. I miss the lakes. I miss walking around the neighborhood. I miss Target.

Being Homeless

“You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.” Miriam Adeney Oh how severely accurate that quote is. As a kid, I moved around a lot. By the time I graduated from high school, I had lived in five states, six cities, and nine houses. When I went to university, I lived on campus for all four years. If we ignore the first summer that I went home and the three months I studied

My Schedule Revolves Around Meals

I’m not complaining, but the main way I plan my weekly schedule now is based on my meal plans. Even more than planning around events and tourist attractions, I have begun planning my days around meals. And I love it. What’s funny is that only one or two of my meals this week were authentic Czech food. But Prague is a great place to be hungry. There are so many unique restaurants and fun things to try. Here is a sampling of my week by the meals that I ate: Monday: Apple for breakfast on my way to Yoga in the K10

Finding Balance on Remote Year

What’s the hardest part about traveling with 75 people for a year while also working remotely? That would be the “work” part. One common complaint that I’ve heard over and over this week is that it feels so much more like real life now. The first week was basically all fun and games. Yes, we worked, but Monday was a holiday for the Americans of the group, and most peoples’ bosses and co-workers were also taking extra days off during the week. Now we’re back to the real stuff. And there’s not a great guideline for this kind of a

The Remote Year Honeymoon Stage

I almost have no words to describe my feelings and thoughts right now. I am having an incredible time in an incredible place with incredible people. It is like study abroad in Scotland times 1,000. It is a social experiment. It is a challenge. It is outside of my comfort zone. And yet, I still have to get groceries and do laundry once in a while. I’m head-over-heels amped that I accepted this offer because I know my life has been and will continue to be impacted. And don’t worry, family and friends, I “almost” have no words to describe this.