Category Archives: travel
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we’re back.
Some of you may remember my tale of the marinated feta where I admitted my struggle to make the same thing twice. Well let me tell you, these past 6 months read more
Growing up I kept a diary. (*cough*Predictable!*cough*) It was filled with the usual dramatic self-searching common to a lot of young girl’s diaries. Also included were things like, “I really wish daddy would take pity on Black Beauty. That’s what I named the poor barn cat read more
Do you remember the pimple-inducing move? Or my wisdom teeth pull out</a read more
otavalo market, ecuador
Two women walk into a store. One is polished, manicured, decked in high heels and weighed down (gracefully) by several carrier bags. She walks into the store, her air of confidence wafting in with greater presence than a surging gust of wind. She slowly slides her sungl read more
vin chaud (mulled wine)
French Alps, 2006. My first trip to France with my boyfriend, who would propose to me a week later in Montmartre. It was also my first time experiencing any kind of significant jet lag, and the first time meeting his family. Any of them. Oh, and they only spoke French.
“On était jeunes, on était beaux.” So said my parents-in-law frequently while we caravanned around the South of France. Well, to be fair, they caravanned, we slept in a pup tent. But they brought us to Provence! So I’m not complaining.
I suppose traveling throughout such read more
Paris. It seems futile to even attempt to say something new about this intoxicating city. But I guess one of the beauties of Paris is that there is always something new to stumble upon. And regardless of how many thousands have already discovered some treasure, if it’s new to read more