Published by Undergraduate Admissions, Carleton University
I have wanted to travel overseas since I sat in my neighbour’s basement, at eight-years-old, watching The Lizzie McGuire Movie.
Since that day, I have badgered my family members every time an international travel opportunity presented itself. Come university, nothing was going to stop me from savouring gelato in the streets of Rome, warming up with some “vin chaud” in the streets of Paris, and scarfing down a high tea set in London’s famous Harrods. It was time I participate in a student exchange.