Somehow, it is already my fourth week of studying abroad in Cuba and my classes are in full swing at La Universidad de la Habana (UH). I’m just trying to take it day by day, …
Cuba
Sin Tarjeta, Sin Vida
From the moment my flight descended in Havana and I saw the city skyline hugging the sea, I was instantly transfixed with this place. One week in, after days of orientation, I’m still in that honeymoon phase where …
Just as much the journey as the destination
In the days leading up to my journey to Cuba, my room at home in Michigan is a pretty good reflection of my state of mind: organized chaos. Like a swirling hurricane, a mass of …