Horsin’ Around

After the half-day horse trek organized by the London School and SRAS, a few of us students were left wanting more. Four of the eight SRAS students agreed to go. There are many companies offering treks and excursions in the mountains of Kyrgyzstan, but typical of broke college kids abroad, we were looking for the… Continue reading Horsin’ Around

Culture Shock? I don’t know her.

In one week, I will have been living in Bishkek for one month! It's gone by really fast, but I've had a lot to keep me busy. Next Saturday, the program-included time with my host family will be up and I'm moving into the dorms of the London School for the rest of the semester.… Continue reading Culture Shock? I don’t know her.

A Very (Issyk) Kul Weekend*

*I will not apologize for this title. The first weekend after classes begun, SRAS and the London School planned an excursion for the students that had arrived. We went to Lake Issyk Kul, probably one of the most popular summer destinations for locals as well as tourists. Issyk Kul is in the eastern part of… Continue reading A Very (Issyk) Kul Weekend*

Arrival

In the last minutes of my 42-hour journey from Montana, I was drifting in and out of sleep and aggressively squinting because the lights were turned on when we started descending. After deboarding the plane at 5:40 am, all the passengers squished onto a bus that took us to the main airport building. Per SRAS’s… Continue reading Arrival

4 Planes, 3 Days

MSO -> SEA I left my friends at the Missoula airport at 2:45 on Wednesday afternoon to walk through an empty TSA line, beginning my 42-hour journey to the other side of the world. My flight from Missoula to Seattle was short and uneventful. I had purchased this leg separately from my Seattle to Bishkek… Continue reading 4 Planes, 3 Days

Introductions

Hi, I’m Camryn.  I grew up in Lewistown, Montana, a small town in the center of the state.  I've grown the most however, in a surrounding realm of transit: in the processes of leaving from, and returning to. In junior high, I collected National Geographic magazines, from which torn-out pages were tacked onto my bedroom… Continue reading Introductions

A Week in LA

Part of the reason I love to travel so much is because of all the planning I get to put into it. To me, there is no better activity than researching things my friends and I can afford to do, the best ways to go about doing them, and then compiling what I find into… Continue reading A Week in LA