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
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
