Oberlin Blogs

I've already got crazy nostalgia for the long, lazy summer days spent lounging in the hammock on our porch, the nights of impromptu jam sessions with my more musically inclined friends, the smell of freshly baked bread rising up from our kitchen.

Last Sunday I moved into my house for this semester. Now I officially live off campus.

In this post: countercyclical economics, Main Street v. the Big Box, student migratory patterns, the Evangelical Vatican, yoga, and a poor ending.

When I was at college, back in the Pleistocene era, I always wondered what happened to my small college town outside of Boston when I wasn't there.

I'm keeping the coat, of course. There's a lot of life there.

One truly fantastic aspect of Oberlin and the surrounding area is that, small as it may be, there are always new corners of it to explore.

On those runs, I reflected a lot on the love that's developed in me over the last three years for the town of Oberlin, and I began working out ideas in my head about how to connect more with the local community.

From one Obie to another: if you really want to take a break from life during a school break, the easiest way to do it is to stay put.

Last night I visited the United World College in Costa Rica and had the pleasure of speaking with a prospective student from Spain. Xiana is a native speaker, not of Spanish, but of Galacian. This got me thinking about differences in language diversity within countries.

I received a request to elaborate on my experience going from a big, urban California environment to Oberlin, Ohio...so here goes!

For some reason, people seem obsessed by the image of cornfields. Yes, it's true that in the countryside of Lorain County there are lots of small farms, but there are no cornfields visible from the campus, no cows grazing on Tappan Square.