I have a lot of thoughts right now. Not just in the present moment but as every day unfolds it seems that my mind is on overdrive. Throughout the 24 hour cycle, the range of my emotions can be extreme. A case of emotional whiplash occurs quite regularly. As the dawn breaks my heart and […]
Tag: backpacking
falling into place
If you would have asked me five years ago what my plan was for my life my answers would have been so monumentally different than where we are now. I don’t know if I could have ever predicted landing in Poland. Life has a funny way of doing that you know, surprising us. We so […]
rolling the dice
The world of international teaching provides quite a different landscape than our teaching comrades stateside. There is of course, the obvious fact that we live in a foreign country and walking down the hallways you will hear multiple languages bounce off the walls. Our staff parties are a bit more vivacious and stained with wine, […]
fine, i bid summer adieu
Leaving California wasn’t hard this last July. Yes, I would miss the sunshine, blue skies and my family, but I had my Mom by my side. We were sitting in LAX sippin’ on some drinks before I whisked her around Europe. Of course my heart broke a little as I hugged my Dad goodbye. Taking […]
pleas from the past
I try my best to keep my politics out of social media. I stand pretty firmly on most issues that I believe in. However, I love a good debate. A great conversation with people who are educated and willing to have it. This summer I visited a lot of WWII sites. Hell, I live 100 […]
amsterdam
Paris was in our rearview mirror as we boarded the train on our way to Amsterdam. The pressure was off. My Mom’s dream had been lived, but now we are heading to one of my absolute favourite cities. At the time there was a wave of heat, as hot as hell on our tail. Our […]
au revoir, paris
Waking up in Paris is like waking up from a dreamlike state. The sunshine pours through the windows and wraps itself around the room so tight you can’t help allowing a smile to stretch across your face. The clock was reading 9.30 and you could finally hear the city coming to life. The garage doors […]
yo ho, yo ho a venetian life for me
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 […]
prosecco ‘n prague
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 […]
mom’s addition
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. […]