All in Europe

The Quick and Dirty Guide to Interning in Geneva

Though many of these interns would describe their experiences as priceless, an equal number reflect on being shocked by the price tag involved in living and working in one of the most expensive cities in the world. Below, I’ve offered a variety of tips to help you get the most out of your internship and your budget. 

Ten Steps to a Non-Touristy Venetian Vacation

Don't take a gondola (unless you really want to shell out a couple hundred euro to sit in a tourist-mobile). Don't ask anyone if they've had the plague recently. Don't wear a masquerade mask to lunch. Don't try to hold a conversation in Italian if the only words you actually know are "spaghetti" and "ciao bella." Come on, guys.

“Live up to the bravery you find inside you” - Solo Female Travel and Street Harassment

In today’s world, travel can be scary – even more so if you’re a solo female traveler. Be smart, be informed, be precautious, be nervous – but go anyway.

Soak it in. Bring back what you learn. Grow in ways you didn’t think you could. Demand the world acknowledge you as a full human being despite any differences you may have from the status quo. Live up to the bravery you find inside you.

Misadventures in Gimmelwald, Switzerland

We stood staring for several long minutes, trying to catch our breath – a joke in the oxygen-thin air. The contrast of white and green hurt our eyes, the shock of cold air hurt our overworked lungs. We tracked the melting glacial ice from the mountaintops down into the swollen valley streams, trying to comprehend the great distance we had covered on foot.

That Time I Hiked to France

Lessons learned? Honestly, you can prepare as much as you want (and as a cautious, nerdy traveler I highly recommend it) but sometimes you can still literally end up in the wrong country. It may not be the hike you planned, but it can still be lovely. 

Castles...Castles Everywhere!

The weather had been conveniently clear up until now, but as I watched the steamy day slide away into dusk, fat rain droplets started falling. I let them leave their fingerprints on my journal as I stared up at Sasso in the sunset, daydreaming about what life must have been like back in the days of castles.