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
There are certain things I do wrong while I’m studying abroad. I look at my pocket map while I’m walking, and have been known to stop on a dime when I realize I’m going the wrong way, subsequently causing a train wreck of pissed off Parisians to run into me. I’ve stepped on plenty of … More Your Soul is Showing..
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
I’m sitting on the metro and the cutest guy I think I’ve ever seen is sitting across from me. I so badly want to look up and make eye contact. I’ve tried a few times to casually look around, so that it’s not obvious that he’s what I’m looking at. I feel him look at … More Eye-contact
I’m currently sitting on my bed, eating my fourth popsicle of the day, listening to classical music as I prepare to do my reading for the class on impressionism that I’m taking here. It’s overcast and grayish outside, and I just woke up from a 2-hour nap. I started getting sick on Friday, and was … More Small Victories and Swollen Tonsils
I’m home this morning, sipping coffee I just made in my new percolator, getting ready to go for a run and start all of my homework for the week ahead. I have so much to do today, and all of the tasks are work-related, but I feel so happy and at home that I felt … More Perspective Changes a Monday
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 