Darcy Hughes

As I closed the door on the Comfort Inn in London, the darkness before daybreak seemed to emphasize my solitude. I was making my way to my next temporary home in Bellengreville, France. It was only a bus and a train, another bus and another train, a ferry and a taxi ride, away.At 6:00, there…

I spent my first week abroad at Cambridge University with my roommate from college, Lydia. It took two planes, one Tube ride, two busses, and a train to get to her, but when I finally saw her outside that last station, my exhaustion evaporated. We were both wholly energized by our happy reunion. I learned…