A weekend in London threw Mitta into a more sophisticated lifestyle than she normally leads.
That first morning I woke with a yellow dawn under an orchard of orange trees, a piglet sleeping under my hammock, and for the first time, I felt truly alive. Finally.
Early this past summer, I went on a three-week study abroad program with my university to Berlin. There, we studied at a language school in the mornings and went on educational excursions in the afternoon and on the weekends (along with an unexpected amount of free time).
London was similar, but it didn’t hold up.