Waterloo Station

London has still got it going on

Cheers! Things have progressed a bit here in London since the Romans first came to town. The land of foggy skies and overflowing pubs is alive and well as it gears up for the 2012 Summer Olympics. Advertisements featuring muscled athletes abound and the Underground is in the midst of
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A winning combination of traditional Italian flavors, the "Dar Poeta" is sure to please.

The pizza pilgrimage

Simply put, it is impossible to come to Italy without dedicating a good 30 percent of your time to enjoying the local cuisine. Truth be told, I probably spend about half of my day in the company of food of some variety, and more often than not, it’s pizza. Sure,
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An Ode to Scotland

“Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o’ the puddin-race! Aboon them a’ ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o’ a grace As lang’s my arm.” I am seated at a makeshift table constructed from four bedroom desks as my Scottish neighbor Katie
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Newcastle United versus Wigan Athletic F.C.

‘Football’ for the Bear-shaped void in my British life

Collegiate athletics in Europe are nowhere near as important as they are in the United States. Even though I feel lucky to have escaped a football season that required trekking all the way to San Francisco to watch Cal suffer many unfortunate losses among sparse victories, I do miss gamedays
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Christmas market in Berlin

Walking in a (European) Winter Wonderland

While Americans everywhere spent Black Friday fighting long lines and pepper spray in search of the cheapest holiday gift deals, European city centers were being adorned with lights, ferris wheels and German-style bratwurst stands. Instead of strip malls with actors in Santa suits and glitter-saturated plastic evergreen trees, European cities
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All packed and ready to go ...

Wise words from a well-traveled teddy bear

If my childhood teddy bear, Garry, owned a passport, it would boast stamps from five continents and over a dozen countries. It would also verify that his name is indeed spelled with two R’s, as I quite enjoyed double consonants in my youth and decided to include that particular quirk
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The Scottish Parliament Building, located in Edinburgh, Scotland.

National Pride

It’s pouring rain. I’m dressed in green army-themed “fancy dress” (that’s British for costume, go figure) and military face paint is streaking down my face. I’m trudging up a hill through muddy puddles that my California-girl sandals are clearly not designed for. I have three companions. One is wearing a
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Desperately searching for a toilet, or "hiking," near the town of Saint-Étienne, France.

Feeling down in Lyon town

Believe it or not, this Francophile has the blues, or as the French would say, “J’ai le cafard” which literally translates to “I have the cockroach.” Yup, I’m finally in France and I’m feeling a little down. Although there are several contributing factors, such as the broken headphones and the
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The view from Edinburgh Castle, Scotland.

The world is flat (except in Scotland)

Anyone who lives in Berkeley knows well the kind of tolerance for hills you need if you’re a runner there. Actually you need a decent tolerance for them just to go to football games, or classes, if you’re an engineer. I spent most of my freshman year on the phone
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Trinity College. Dublin, Ireland.

Irish ad absurdum

The murder was announced early Monday and took place Thursday evening shortly after 8 o’clock. This being a widely anticipated event, the Green Room of the theater was packed to bursting. It was difficult to move an elbow, let alone shake a fist. Most people resorted to the incessant nodding
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