Leave the crumbling walls.

  “You sold your soul to the devil when you put on your first pair of Jimmy Choo’s, I saw it.” – The Devil Wears Prada, 2006 On the third day in Italy, I had come to realize two important things: 1) I had to give up my usual vegetable intake for carbs, 2) I was being absorbed by the fashion. I have always felt a certain allergy to malls. A two hour shopping trip is more than enough for me to call it a day, and go home to my bed. But there was something so addicting about the … Continue reading Leave the crumbling walls.

Sometimes it’s ok to miss the bus.

     “Everything is going to work out,” I assured my best friend as she kept accidentally bumping into the most handsome man I saw in London. Obviously, my traveled road has been a little more than bumpy. We had left the hostel with enough time to make it to the bus station, where we would be taken to the West side of the country for a day trip in Stonehenge and Bath. There was a 15 or 20 minute underground delay in Earl’s Court. We stood in the wagon, trying not to panic in front of this gorgeous business … Continue reading Sometimes it’s ok to miss the bus.

A commitment to Paris

When was the last time somebody treated you to Paris? And so I introduce to you, the generous (and slightly insane) heart of my best friend  😉 We came home from Buckingham Palace with just enough time to prepare for Paris. In my last overseas trip (refer to Ireland blog entries) I was backpacking, so the trip required maximum simplicity and frugality. That was an unforgettable adventure I could get used to! However, this trip was different in nature, and so it required something of me that I do not usually exercise during traveling. That is, being a full blown, … Continue reading A commitment to Paris