The Final Blog
Last year, like every year for almost three decades, this incredible organization plucked five wide-eyed graduates out of a pool of hopefuls, saving us from the fate of moving home and living with our parents.
Dayenu.
With two suitcases, a plane ticket from London, and new roommates I found on Craigslist, I arrived at the RAC in late August hoping I could fake it just long enough to figure out how a bill becomes a law in this country. Coming from Surrey, England, Washington D.C. felt a long way from home – 3,700 miles to be exact. Twelve months later, I’m packing my bags to take the return flight, and I can’t imagine a better way to have spent my year.


August 11, 2011 





