I will not sugar coat it: I work in a refugee camp designed to be an open-air prison in the middle of a desert. This means working long hours and witnessing people treated in a way that shouldn’t be…
The past few months have been, well, predictable and unexciting. Transitioning from fieldwork — and a nine-to-five job — was, and still is, draining. Post-fieldwork struggles are rarely discussed in…
Today marks one year since I touched down on Jordanian soil to begin PhD fieldwork. And it also happens to be my 25th birthday. And guess what? Both of these markers terrify me!
Seven months after finishing my MPhil, I finally attended my graduation ceremony at Cambridge. I had heard it would be weird, involving a lot of Latin and an invasion of personal space. All of this…
Student life is rather vibrant in this university town. My favorite part of student life, besides the fact that there are so many organizations, is that I am always meeting someone new. As a grad…