Staycation, All I Ever Wanted

馃幎聽Staycation, couldn’t get away聽馃幎 While I wish I could jet off every other weekend to some exciting new locale, more often than not I find myself stuck right here at home. There are a million reasons why one wouldn’t be able to take a vacation – little money, no time off from work, a fear…

How to Teach when You’re Not a Teacher

Teaching English abroad? Let me guess – you’ve never taught a classroom full of rambunctious teenagers before. Scared yet? Don’t be! When I began my assignment as a Language and Culture Assistant聽in C贸rdoba, Spain, I had virtually no teaching experience. The first few months were tough, but with some patience, humor, and the endless online…

Dear Diary… A Case for Journaling

Whether you’re just starting off your jet-setting or you’re a veteran globetrotter, you’ve probably heard this advice before: You should keep a journal!聽 The idea of a travel journal sounds rather nice, doesn’t it? It invokes a sort of Hemingway-ian feel and before you know it, you’re聽envisioning yourself sitting at a quaint caf茅, furiously scribbling…

Lisboa: pura poesia

Lisbon seems to move to the unhurried melody of a jazz song, one with a steady rhythm and a lazy bass. You almost want to imagine everything in black and white with its old trolley cars and tiny caf茅s; but then you’d miss all the聽colors of Lisbon – yellow and gold, aqua, teal, pastel pink, and lilac.

Diego, Diego, & the Stallion

I love horses. As a child, I was a classic “horse” girl, subscribing to all those magazines like Young Rider聽and聽Horse Illustrated;聽going to horse camp in the summer; browsing different halters at Pet Smart and assuring the sales clerk that, as a 12 year old living in the suburbs, a pony was “definitely in my near…

Finally Spring

In the words of the great poet and my good friend, Antonio Machado: “La primavera ha venido/ Nadie sabe c贸mo lo ha sido.” The spring time is finally here and, like the trees and flowers around me, I have emerged from a long creative hiatus. Just because I haven’t been writing about them, the adventures…

A Guide to Getting Your Nom On in C贸rdoba

Happy New Year! What’s better to start of 2017 then with some food? 馃槈 One of the (many) wonderful things about southern Spain is the cheap food! If you’re anything like me, then you love to eat and drink and be where the people are, particularly on a sunny terraza. Eating is one of the…

A Stranger in Galway

The day was chilly and dark, the rain misting down without any real conviction. I had just eaten a hearty plate of fish and chips and I was feeling a little… under the weather. It was the land of Guinness, after all. Galway, Ireland was exactly what you imagine Ireland should look like. It was…

Where to Live in C贸rdoba, Spain

Planning on moving to or visiting C贸rdoba? Congrats, it’s a great little city! Here’s a quick guide of where to live if you’re looking for new home, or if you’re just curious and feel like wandering. For the sake of brevity and readability, I’ve grouped some聽neighborhoods that are聽technically聽independent into one area. Keep in mind that…

Nostalgia, She’s a Cruel Mistress

As the new school year starts, I’ve started to feel the unwelcome pangs of nostalgia again. It’s got me scrolling through old photos and presentations; looking out the window and sighing wistfully as I imagine an orange-tree filled plaza far away. What’s the hardest part of moving on? Is it the leaving or the remembering?…

How to London in Two Days

Ah, England. The land of ancient monarchies, confused politicians, and excellent rock music. It had always been on “the List,” but curiously, I was never really too interested in seeing London. Perhaps it was my inner hipster, but I figured that London was so hyped up, it couldn’t possibly be that聽interesting. Thankfully, I am happy…

That Damn Rusty Lock: A Story of Personal Growth

This is the door that leads to the rooftop of my old apartment building. See that rusty lock there? It was the bane of my existence. It’s safe to say that I was incapable of opening this door. No matter how many times I tried, I couldn’t get it.聽I would yell, kick the door, and…