Europe
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They say you must lose yourself before finding yourself. I have also always heard lean into the discomfort. It has been over a month since I have returned from France, and I must say I believe both of these statements are completely accurate. In going to France, I had no idea what to expect. I…
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So far, this experience has been one that I will never forget. In addition to honing my traveling skills (learning tidbits of Italian, getting hopelessly lost in Rome, taking walking tours through London, navigating the complicated Paris streets), I have also used the garden knowledge I have acquired to begin thinking about my own future…
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As I watch the flags of every nation whiz by as my dad drives me to the airport, my knuckles are white as I hold onto the seat beneath me. I packed my suitcase weeks in advance, but the time had flown by. Finals were a blur. I think back to all that I went…
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I am back in America, the land of the free and the home of the brave. It is strange to be here again and settle into the normalcy and the hum of daily life here. It’s funny how the world doesn’t stop moving when you are away. You come back and everyone has continued living,…
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Leaving Toulouse is bittersweet. I have enjoyed my time here. The trips to quaint villages near Toulouse, meeting and interacting hardworking farmers, learning about the way french agriculture is in France, as well as eating lots of amazing food make me sad to say au revouir (goodbye). France has been beautiful, and I have been…
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I can’t begin to describe the feelings of watching the flight-tracker on my 9 and a half hour flight when we crossed over the Georgia state line. After a month abroad, I was ready to be home to my family, my bed, and Chick-Fil-A sweet tea. It’s been wonderful being home for a few days.…
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Over the past three weeks in Toulouse, we have been on numerous field trips to local farms. I have loved having the opportunity to discuss the differences and similarities of American and French agriculture. My favorite trip that we took was to a beef farm about an hour outside of Toulouse. Growing up on a…
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Since I left the United States, I have had the date June 4th stuck in my mind. That would be the day I would arrive in Atlanta, exhausted, souvenirs in hand, hopefully greeting my family. When we left in May, it felt so far away. And now that day is here. Here I am sitting…
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Being back in Athens, it felt like my time in Italy flew in the blink of an eye. Regardless, I have so many amazing memories from my trip that made my summer an unforgettable one. From the small things like a nice dinner over a sunset to big memories like seeing the Sistine chapel at night,…