A lot of life happening on this side of the Atlantic lately. I’ve finally found a flat to settle into with two sweet gals, we moved in on Wednesday and it’s beginning to feel like home. Except it lacks wifi, something that is in process, and well home nowadays is where one has wifi so… Continue reading Zagreb, Croatia.
It’s that time of year again; where the streets of Munich are flocked with visitors dressed in their dirndls and lederhosen, doing their very best to channel the ways of the Germans. I was one of these visitors in September. And on a cold, wet Saturday morning, Alex and I ventured out early on opening… Continue reading Oktoberfest in München.
In June, just a few days before I was to leave Mallorca for Michigan, I had every intention of visiting the National Park of Cabrera. And my stomach had every intention of keeping me from doing so. Following a visit from my family to the island and Barcelona, I had lined up a day trip… Continue reading At last, Cabrera.
I look back at these photos and for the life of me, I cannot remember the colors of these cities being so vibrant and yet all I see are deep blues and bright pinks and royal purples and once again I fall in love with the region of Catalonia. After our skydiving adventure and too… Continue reading Catalonia.
Call it crazy (I did as I was signing my name to the consent form), but soon enough I found myself climbing aboard a small plane that would take us to 14,000 feet so that we could jump from it(!!!!). Chus had long talked about going skydiving and while we were unable to make it… Continue reading Skydiving!
Dearest summer, you’ve just ended and already I can’t help but be nostalgic for all that you were. Under bright sunny skies, I connected with my favorite humans and frolicked in fields and swam in fresh lakes and visited places that had been on my bucket list for ages. Dear summer, thank you for being… Continue reading Dearest Summer…
After an amazing (and amazingly short) summer in the United States, I found myself back in London early last week. Similar to last year, I began my European adventure being warmly welcomed by the Talbot’s. Since there was not a wedding to celebrate this time around, I had Lauren all to myself and what a… Continue reading London, Part Two.