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This summer I took one of my favorite classes to date: a history seminar called Race, Ethnicity, and Immigration in US History.

Professor Monahan, early modern trade extraordinaire, is an expert on Russian history. She’s also an expert climber. This summer in HIST 54, my friend Rachel and I (along with our eleven other classmates) heard about her exploits in both.

Hanover is a gorgeous New England town, but every now and again I want to venture out into a big city, so the Dartmouth Coach becomes my best friend for a few weekends every year.

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.

You can pretty much do anything your heart is set on, and most of the times you can also get funding if it’s unpaid. The opportunities are endless!

I have always thought of having a college roommate as a right of passage, so I was disappointed to learn that I had a single for my freshman year.

Last week for my internship at the alumni office, we were able to have one of our staff meetings at

Coming from California, the land of seemingly perpetual summer, I looked forward to experiencing fall, winter, and spring for the first times, but dismissed the idea that summer in New England would be a particularly revelatory experience.