This weekend was a marathon, figuratively and (almost) literally, from the crowded streets of Sydney to the endless trails of the Blue Mountains. With people lining Oxford Street hours before the four hour long parade would begin on Saturday night, pride and excitement was high throughout the evening and late into the morning. The 38th […]Read more "Mardi Gras to the Mountains"
After 36 hours of traveling, the beaches and city of Sydney appeared beneath us, a picturesque welcome to the city I will call home for the next four months. While the 16 hour time difference did not prove to be too big of a challenge to overcome, there were many different cultural differences that would become […]Read more "We’re not in Syracuse anymore!"