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While I am having an unbelievably great time studying at the University of Edinburgh this term, I can't help but miss Dartmouth a little.

Trips may be long-completed, but the memories I made at Moosilauke Lodge and on the trails will stick with me for the rest of my years here.

As my senior year truly gets underway, I have been finding myself spending quite a bit of time reflecting on my Dartmouth experience. The last three years have passed in a blur and I can’t believe it is almost the end already, but here I am.

Whether staying inside and sipping hot chocolate while watching a movie, or getting outside and involved with intermural sports and campus traditions, there are so many things to do during the best season ever. 

And now… the only band in the Ivy League that stores its freshmen in a pouch…

The Dartmouth College Marsupial Band!

I know this sounds silly, but going into my junior fall, I was the most nervous I have ever been at Dartmouth: I was leading a First Year Trip.

It's 10:53 and I'm writing this from a bench outside of my best friend's dorm room. I have a sweater on because it's cold, the type of cold that reminds you that fall is just around the corner.

There’s nothing quite like first year trips. You spend five days around New Hampshire hiking or canoeing or sailing or horseback riding or cabin camping, etc. sans phone, so you have no choice but to get to know the people around you.