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YES Abroad Blogs 2018-2019

Bosnia and Herzegovina

Ella: https://smallstepsnbigadventures.wordpress.com/

Bulgaria

Ghana

Emma: https://emmacmcbride.wixsite.com/mindthegap

India

Dane: http://danetokolkata.blogspot.com/
Max: http://bollesmaxwell.wixsite.com/India
Luka: http://lifeintheabroad.blogspot.com/
Madison: https://madisonslifeabroad.blogspot.com/?m=1

Indonesia

Jordan

Macedonia

Haylee: https://morelife364204420.wordpress.com/
Kali: https://bentonsinthebalkans.com/2018/09/09/my-new-life-in-macedonia/
Autumn: https://pathsneverroamed.wordpress.com/

Malaysia You’re looking at it!

Morocco

Sydney: https://sydseeking.com/
Ana: https://anainmorocco.blogspot.com/
Olivia: https://marylanderinmorocco.com/

Philippines

Jacob: http://theexchangerateblog.blogspot.com/?m=1

Senegal

Thailand

Kenna: http://kennaabroad.com/
Luke: http://say-yes-to-thailand.blogspot.com/

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