When I was 20 years old and studying abroad in Vienna, I traveled with my friends to Turkey for spring break (not the most quintessential spring break vacation, but in addition to history, culture, food, and hiking, it was full of plenty of beaches and beers). Naturally, we often found ourselves talking about home. Meaning …
Tag: Maine
The Interlude
Back in Maine and firmly entrenched in the completely foreign environment of "home," I want to present my most recent writing endeavor. It's a brief look at the food, art, and music of my stomping grounds. If it inspires you to visit, let me know! I plan to keep up a fairly steady stream of blogs for the …