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 […]
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, […]
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 […]
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 […]
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. […]
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 […]
July slipped through my hands much like water rushes through our fingers. It was impossible to catch it or collect it in an attempt slow the process. All one could do was watch the memories fuse together meshing into a kaleidoscope of laughter, smiles and beer stained afternoons. A weekend in Arrowhead spent with some […]
As news of my grand adventure plans trickled down the grapevine and through the airwaves my bucket-list began growing by the tenfold. I started recruiting for a trip out to Anza Borrego to explore the Arroyo Tapido Mud Caves. The hands on the clock were moving quite quickly and if we wanted to get to […]
I have seen beautiful things in my life. My eyes have taken in the crystal clear sea that hugged a white sand Cuban beach, my heart has pounded with the tumultuous thunder that beat on a Panamanian sky, monkeys have hugged my shoulder among the trees of a sacred forest, bioluminescence has lit up […]
a wanderess tale 