I spent the past two weeks hosting a friend from Texas and had the chance to show her a slice of my European life as we made our way through London, Paris, Italy, and Ireland. This is going to be more of a diary entry, and my follow up blog post will be more about… Continue reading Across the Continent (Part I)
My masters program gave us five whole weeks off for Christmas so naturally I came straight home to mama to spend the holidays with those I love most! I love London, and it continues to remain my favorite city in the world… to visit. Living here is incredibly fun, and but wow is it expensive! I’ve… Continue reading America the Beautiful
Going through immigration at the Dublin airport as I was en-route to see my Irish friends for Thanksgiving was…interesting. I no longer have an active residency card, but I still feel Ireland woven through my veins. The immigration officer asked me a million questions as to what I was doing there as if I didn’t… Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving!
“Aren’t you scared to travel abroad by yourself?” I get asked this question all the time *Cue condescending scoff.* When new acquaintances find out I’m leaving again for grad school, I try and find an appropriate way to explain how this isn’t my first rodeo. But once upon a time, I did have a first… Continue reading My First Time Abroad
A couple weeks ago, it came up in conversation that 1. I had never been to Mardi Gras and 2. that it was on my bucket list. Flash forward to this past weekend, and I found myself on a last-minute road trip with my friend from high school, Libia, trekking to New Orleans for all… Continue reading Mardi Gras
Today is my birthday! As I reflect on this past year, I can sum it up to say that 22 was okay, I guess. I kid! It was the most rewarding, enriching, greatest year I’ve had thus far. I discovered traveling is, like, kind of my thing as I visited eighteen countries (spanning four continents!) this… Continue reading 23 Years of Bessings
After Frankfurt, our travels took us to Rome and France. Mama’s first impression of Rome was that it was really dirty- we arrived late at night to our B&B by Termini station (the main train station), and it was smothered in grafitti. But through the tagging, shoving (is it really so hard to say excuse me!?),… Continue reading Mama & Mo vs. Europe (pt. II)