The wonders and woes of a poorly planned solo trip - March 10th, 2019 It was 11pm and I’d just spontaneously spent €38 on a train ticket...

Traveling has been cancelled. Cultural immersion is now being experienced via Netflix. The most traveling I’m doing is from my bedroom to...

I write because I can’t help myself. I write because if I didn’t, my mind would surely begin to overflow and I would internally combust....

Could this pandemic do the unthinkable? Could Coronavirus make me an outdoor person? It just might be possible. At a time of such...

So often, we look for our feelings, thoughts, and experiences in other peoples’ words. It’s why we scroll through quotes on Pinterest and...

I woke up today like a little girl at my first sleepover—my eyes opened and I forgot I was somewhere different. I thought I was in my own...

Paris is the City of Light. Paris is the City of Love. Paris is the city that gets written about through and through. I have read...

Whether you attribute a lack of research to laziness or perhaps a delayed approach to curiosity, I entered Spain with little to no Google...

For the next few hours we sat and spoke in laughter, photo albums, coffee, and the occasional language translation.

Life becomes a habit, and traveling knocks that out of you like a punch to the gut.

Allow the clamor of tourists to become background noise and freeze the moment in time. Stare up in awe.

(Published in Blending Magazine Spring 2019) Tightly closed and thoughtfully protected, my journals reflect me at my core. They are my...

Florence is more than just gelato, bistecca alla fiorentina, leather markets, and Piazzale Michelangelo at sunset. These things are...

Arms crossed to keep in the warmth, I stroll at a slow pace. The Arno is somewhere to the left. I should probably be wearing a jacket but...

Before embarking on a semester abroad, the entire process seemed nothing shy of exciting. Studying abroad promised new experiences and...