If you guessed me, you’d be right. A year ago I left you all without a goodbye. It wasn’t intentional to bite the dust in that fashion, but life had begun to overtake me (in the best way possible) and something had to give. I’m not big on goodbyes. I’d like to believe there are…
He had an overwhelming love for everything foreign Everything unlike him. Their music was better, Their skin color was better, Their despair was better. His American sadness was mediocre, But, oh, in Morocco, His sadness would be extraordinary, Memoir-worthy, even. This post is part of the A-Z Challenge. My theme is April Scribble, which includes microfiction,…
Dam Square is the center of Amsterdam’s energy–it’s always bustling with Dutch people on bikes, tourists ducking into souvenir shops, and street performers attracting large crowds. Our first hostel was a two-minute walk from Dam Square, so we spent a lot of time in and around the plaza. I think every time we went I got…
There was only one sunny day during our entire Amsterdam trip, and it also happened to be the day that Matt and I wandered off and did our own things. We agreed on a time to find WiFi and communicate with each other, but were otherwise independent from each other. Yet he and I both…
My parents raised me to be a traveler. I’ve experienced almost as many countries as I have birthdays, and many of those trips were with family. My mom takes planning a trip to the extreme, filling a binder per trip with daily itineraries and pre-purchased admission tickets and Google Maps printouts and Rick Steves city guides. I learned from…
“I kind of want to get a tattoo while we’re here,” Matt told me on Thanksgiving Day as we wandered the streets of Amsterdam. I wasn’t shocked–Matt is constantly coming up with impulsive ideas and acting on them–but I was a bit skeptical that he’d actually follow through. Choosing a tattoo design can be a…
In November, I traveled to Amsterdam with my roommate/travel buddy Matt. Even though the weather wasn’t great, we both fell in love with the city’s vibe. Here are some of the highlights, as seen on my Instagram: We got to simulate what it was like for Jews in WWII: going into hiding, being found, and getting sent…
Basically small-town Arco, Idaho in a nutshell. For more doors from all over the world, check out Norm’s Thursday Doors linkup.
After 14 states checked off and almost 3700 miles driven, Matt and I arrived in Ithaca, NY to move in and start the school year. I’d never even seen our new house or met our two other housemates before moving in, so I was a little nervous and a lot excited. Turns out I absolutely…
You can’t operate a coffee shop in a power outage, so they scribbled a note, turned the sign around, and hopefully enjoyed their day off. Taken in downtown Vancouver, British Columbia. (Psst, if you’re tired of Vancouver doors photos, you’re in luck–this is my last one. If you’re not, see the whole series here.) For more…
Victim to Charm 