Road trip 1999

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Spring break was approaching. Just like the winter break, I had planned nothing. Mark asked me if I was interested in going on a road trip to Grand Canyon. I […]

Flame

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When I came back to my dorm room, Clare was still up. “I heard the voice mail,” she smiled. I told her what happened, and both of us got very […]

Spark

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Mark drove us to a bar somewhere downtown (I had no geographic sense). I had a glass of wine. What happened in the following hour was that he asked me […]

The buildup

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Mark sat next to me in the Japanese art history class every time. He was the most enthusiastic student and very passionate when he spoke up. Sitting so close to […]

Study of art

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The study abroad program entered into the second half, and I had to choose the classes again. I envied others for knowing what they wanted to study with confidence. I […]

3rd drama and coda

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From Florence, we took another train to Rome. It was warmer in Rome, and the whole city was like one big museum, with ruins of ancient times found in every […]

2nd drama

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We arrived in Florence the following morning. We were walking towards the hotel when I felt a tug on my backpack. Maya was ahead of me. I turned around, and […]

1st drama

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Marc saw us off at the train station. We were heading to Florence. We had plenty of time until departure, but we noticed the schedule board wasn’t showing our train. […]

Taste of Paris

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The food I had in Paris was fantastic, too. I liked the concept of French eateries. There was a cafĂ© for coffee and a quick bite, a bistro for a […]

Paris a jumble of gems

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After Christmas, Maya and I left for Paris. Meili’s father dropped us off at the train station after dinner and saw us off with a concerned look on his face. […]