she was a 'wanderess.' thus, she didn’t care about money, only experiences – whether they came from wealth or from poverty, it was all the same to her. – roman payne
Venice. For some reason, all I had in my mind were pirates with striped shirts and red bandanas winding and wadding through endless canals. A little bit of that yo-ho, yo-ho a pirate’s life for me going on. Curtains of heat hanging heavily over the city and masses of humans getting far too close for […]
From the moment my Mom bought her ticket, I knew Prague was on our list. I was completely bewitched by Prague during the bitter winter, it had winding streets and pastel facades that never faded from my frosted memories. Krakow was now stored in our suitcases as we begun to glide over rusted tracks. Heavy-headed beers […]
If I am being completely honest with y’all on here I have been really struggling with how to tackle this last summer into posts. I am going to tell a story, but I want you to understand that certain parts of our journey will be omitted just because they seem so empty when laced together, they […]
My exit from California was as dramatic as could be, naturally. The end of my time in the Golden State marked the start of my Eurotrip with my Mom and all my bags were packed when it occurred to me that I had forgotten to download some Office episodes for my consumption in the air. […]
It’s a strange experience coming home. Because as anyone who has ever left will tell you it’s never the same. Flying into Los Angeles I found my stomach tied together with endless ribbons of nerves tangled with excitement. Why is it that stepping onto familiar soil made my heart skip a beat? Shouldn’t the symphony […]
My first year of international teaching has officially concluded. The classrooms are empty and the hallway walls are stripped. My energy has been depleted and my soul is craving for some recovery time. Our school has taken over the Warsaw airport and just as summer is about to hit nearly everyone. I am thankful for […]
Thirty is upon me. It snuck up on you like a shadow in the dark. Although, I am not afraid as I once was. For as long as I could remember thirty was something unattainable, so grown-up and I had a list of goals that were imprinted upon me by a society that I had […]
Winter has begun to slowly melt, it’s frostbitten tears sink into the ground breaking winter’s icy spell with a promise of lighter days. A sky that was once painted grey holds a shade of blue I have never seen before. A soft golden glow fills the morning air as glitter pours in through the smallest crevices […]
It’s been around eight months now or two hundred and twenty eight days, if you wish to be exact. I have found myself recently reflecting, struggling and of course… growing. My pen though has been paralysed in my hand refusing to tell my stories and I couldn’t pinpoint what the antecedent was. I have a […]
The thing with history is that we tend to remember the winners. Our textbooks glorify those who were able to rise up with scars that are beautiful they remind us of our world before the tragedy existed. While London endured 57 nights of raids and losing over 1 million houses its rebuilding has been so […]
a wanderess tale 