The age-old debate of journey vs. destination…
So is it the journey or the destination that counts? I would argue it’s neither. … More The age-old debate of journey vs. destination…
So is it the journey or the destination that counts? I would argue it’s neither. … More The age-old debate of journey vs. destination…
My week in Costa Rica was so full and rich that it felt like it could’ve been longer; each day so action packed that it could’ve been two. I’ve gotten lots of questions about how I planned my trip, so instead of simply narrating the experience, I’ve provided links and a few tips. … More COSTA RICA: How I planned my escape to paradise
As we smiled at each other, I realized that we are really quite similar, you and I. Each for our own reasons, we have chosen to come to Paris and make a home, and suddenly there we were, in the same place, at the same time, making the most of it. … More A Letter to The Stranger in the Tent City
We flew out of Paris around 9:30pm on that Thursday, and were lucky to be on one of the few flights that wasn’t cancelled in the air traffic controllers’ strike going on in France. We booked an airbnb in Södermalm, a young, hip area of the city, and spent the weekend exploring the surrounding slew … More Written from the Ground: Part Two – Sweden
The past week has provided a whirlwind of activity I never even dreamed was possible until it was happening. I write currently from the seat of a Norweigan Airlines flight (which I highly recommend for both cost and convenience) from Stockholm to Paris, after setting foot in 4 different countries in one week. In all … More Written In the Sky: Part One – Montenegro
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
The tall evergreens and open fields rush by me out the window and I longingly watch the landscape whizz by as I look out the window of the train on my way back to the airport. I wish I had more time here, but I think that’s become one of my biggest sentiments of my … More Time and Fulfillment in Norway