A vendor selling sausages, stew, and a pig’s leg in Santiago’s renaissance festival. Photo courtesy of the writer. On Sunday it stopped raining for the first time since I arrived in Santiago. That sounds like an exaggeration but I truly hadn’t seen the…
If one were interested in a lesson in humility, I would invite them to join me in a conversation about photojournalism theory with five Spanish…
The old town of Santiago de Compostela. The Catedral de Santiago is on the right. Photo courtesy of Finn Bradenday.
Just before the turn of the first millennium, a hermit named Pelagius claimed to see a light coming from a forgotten Roman tomb. It was…
View of Lisbon, Portugal. Photo courtesy of Finn Bradenday. I made it to Lisbon after spending 23 hours in transit, including a 12-hour layover in Paris Charles de Gaulle, where the Border Police wouldn’t…
Dunnottar Castle in Stonehaven, Scotland. Photo courtesy of Griffin Stockford. After applying for the George J. Mitchell Scholarship to study in Ireland and not getting it, I felt relatively behind in the study abroad process.…
Historic Dunnottar Castle in Stonehaven, Scotland. Photo courtesy of Griffin Stockford. The opportunity to show some foreigners around Aberdeen (often referred to by me, myself, and I as the Paris of Scotland) finally presented itself when…
Murrayfield Stadium in Edinburgh, Scotland. Photo courtesy of Griffin Stockford. Last weekend I took a wee jaunt down to Edinburgh with my friends Matt and Ewan to see a rugby match in Ewan’s home city…
Scottish lectures and seminars are extraordinarily similar to their counterparts in the United States: students sit in silence with their noses buried in their phones…
Online reviews are always a great source of entertainment, and TripAdvisor reviews may be the most entertaining of the genre. There is nothing better than…
At 6:26 p.m. on a Tuesday night, my friend Hassaan texted me asking me what I was doing. I responded that I was at the…