“Welcome to Milwaukee, The Bloody Mary Capital of the World” greets me like a familiar hug each time I arrive at General Mitchell Airport in Milwaukee. Green Bay Packers paraphernalia, Cheeseheads, and Drink Wisconsinbly shirts adorn the vendor stations lining the central walkway to baggage claim.
O’Hanlon gets her noticeable optimism and cheer from her family, saying, “I was lucky to come from a family that was very happy.”
Gap Years can be a daunting prospect to navigate, but Alessandro Zenati ‘21 wants to highlight the transformative experience those 365 days can provide. He offers ways to silence internal judgement and make it a year full of growth.
He asked her for her name after telling her not to tell anyone her name, a young girl learned a lot from a single ride on the T.
Sometimes things get physical, freaky, and far-out during air travel. No punchline here, only punching in an airport line.
A winter migration to Florida, and a first taste of the inevitable move away from a childhood home.
I did not expect to experience London again for a long time, but the opportunity came once I ventured into Boston.
If I can help to normalize this idea of “abnormal” college experiences, of transferring, of taking time off, of figuring it out, then so be it. I’m happy to do so.
I left this summer with new memories, a more vibrant passport, and a souvenir or two.
