Dear Solo Travel, You were like a high school crush. I felt so drawn to you. I yearned to get to know you. I wanted to test the waters and see if we might go well together. But at the same time, I was afraid of you. I was nervous you wouldn’t accept me the … More Trusting my wings
On the northwest coast of Portugal along the Douro River sits the country’s second largest city: Porto. It’s the city from which the nation got its name, the birthplace of port wine, a food lover’s utopia/dieter’s demise, and an exercise enthusiast’s urban gymnasium. On top of it all, it is the city that changed my entire perspective on Portugal … More Porto: The City of Magic Rice
After a long, uncomfortable, smelly 6.5 hour overnight bus ride we were finally in Prague. It was 6:15am and the bus hadn’t passed any particularly mesmerizing sights, but I could already feel the magic in the air. If I’m being honest, that magical sensation could have been a byproduct of the NyQuil I had taken as … More From Poland to Prague (and back to Poland again!)
“I think Sevilla now has competition,” I said to my friend Lola as I walked in the door of our apartment in Madrid. Her jaw dropped. This was ground-breaking, earth-shattering news. If you know me well or follow my blog, then you are familiar with my Sevillan love affair. I have proclaimed time and again … More Procrastination was the perfect decision.
I captioned one of the photos I uploaded to Facebook with “Radiating happiness.” Kelly commented that she felt that caption summed up the week rather than just the photo. I could not agree more. Even as my alarm abruptly woke me from a sound sleep each morning. Even as I rushed and ran from the … More Our European Playground
Quite frankly, nothing went how I imagined. But this is not to say I had unrealistic expectations. I knew 60ºF would be the daily high temperature (rather than 80ºF). I knew there was a chance of rain on Friday (rather than a full weekend forecast of sunny skies). I knew the island might feel slower … More The trip that went completely and utterly not according to plan.
It felt like nothing could possibly go wrong (at least nothing more detrimental than the petty theft of a phone or wallet). The air was filled with aromas of smoked sausage, mulled wine, candied nuts, and holiday cheer. Beauty surrounded me on all sides in the forms of smiling faces, dazzling artisan goods and fresh … More 11 out of 10 on TripAdvisor