I first pursued my dream job of foreign correspondent by backpacking to places like Serbia and Albania, interviewing a bunch of people and trying to peddle my stories to editors. Soon I realized that was a pretty inefficient way of getting published. Since I had no idea of how to break into journalism, I applied for graduate school.
The year I spent at Berkeley was one of the most intense times of my life. Little of what I wrote was published, but the journalism school provided the basic training that helped launch my career — and I still rely on today.