Kate Nye, Bordeaux France
During my 10-month stay in Bordeaux, I left the city a total of three times, never venturing more than two hours away. The first voyage, to sing with a choir in a 500-year-old church; the second, to see the surf of the never-ending Atlantic coastline; and the third, to tour the rolling hills and hidden lakes of the local countryside. The rest of the time, I spent my mornings in class and my evenings working in a downtown pub. I never felt like leaving the city where I studied, worked, and really lived. The cobblestone streets, the Bordelais people, and the city’s charm were simply too welcoming. Bordeaux was a place small enough to know by heart and large enough to always inspire.