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
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 […]
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 […]
Each country has a bit of a stereotype. A reputation whether it’s good or bad for doing something that is unique to your particular culture. In America, we are known for our laziness, fast food and inability to use the metric system. The French are a bit haughty and are the gate keepers of all […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 