It’s raining again. The weather has become a popular topic of conversation these days. When I pass the cleaning man in my apartment building as I head out for a run, and he asks how I’m doing, I smile and tell him that I’m doing well, and himself? And he tells me he’s well too, happy … More A Sunless Summer in Paris
The apartment smells like freshly brewed coffee. The smell infiltrates every corner of my new little apartment, seeping out of the French press I left on the counter and the cup that sits next to me on the table. Sunlight is streaming in the window, despite the floaty, thin, white curtains that hang loosely to the … More Falling in Love with Paris All Over Again
2014 was, to date, the best year of my entire life. I can’t even begin to count how many times I’ve said that as the end of that year approached and the new year began. This past year I traveled to 8 different countries, countless cities within those countries and my own, and learned more about other cultures … More New Years Resolutions… And Why They’re Not Called Rules
I’m sitting in the Frankfurt airport on a 7-hour layover looking out a big window at all the Lufthansa planes. My flight got delayed 4 hours, and, being that it’s the holidays, all the others were full. So here I am sitting at a little table by myself, listening to the same announcements in German over and … More Traveling Humbles
There are a lot of things I’ve been meaning to write about for the past few weeks, but it’s been a very consistent difficulty for me to find time to write about some of the things that have been the most incredible because I get so caught up living in them that I forget to … More An Autumn Stroll
This post has been a long time coming, but it’s from my second day in Iceland, and needs to be published exactly as it was written; from me to you with love. I don’t quite have the words to explain how full of joy, pleasure, contentment, and happiness I am. I have had the most … More Over the Fjord and Through the Lava Field
I stepped outside and the goosebumps began. I shuffled back and forth a little, jumped a few times and rubbed my arms, ready to begin. The sun barely peeked over the top of the apartment building beside me, and the clouds gathered, wispy and gray overhead. I started running. I ran down my street, rounding … More The Gift of the Sunshine
It’s Sunday night and I’m exhausted in the best way possible. My feet are in a semi-permanent state of aching from all the walking I’ve been doing (in bad shoes..) and my body is trying to adjust to the amount of hours I now spend upright, and the very few I spend horizontal (sleep is … More A Whirlwind Adventure
It is morning and I’m alone. In France. In Paris to be exact. This is the point at which you can cue the squealing girl sounds in your head, because these facts alone have me so excited I could hardly sleep this morning. My family left at 5am to catch their flight back to the … More Paris: A Legacy, A Home, and the Unknown
The Transition Artist 