I Saw You.

It was unplanned, but it happened. I tried to resist it, but couldn’t. The signs and references were everywhere. My head would follow the buses with the advertisement for it on the side…“I think you really wanna do it.” My best friend knew it before I did. The trip was almost over and I said, “Yes! Call! Call! Call!” I don’t know why I resisted it so much. I did want to keep our expenses as minimal as possible…But the truth was undeniable. Before leaving London, I had to do the Harry Potter studio tour. I felt childish wanting it … Continue reading I Saw You.

All Things Posh

The air of a theater, and the heat of its stage lights…The surprising amount of hard work behind the scenes of a performance; the audience’s silence when they are engaged; the smell of sawdust in the workshop; the black clothes and headphones of the stage manager. I was nostalgic for the theater. It was my major in college, something I had seriously given my time to since the 5th grade, and the reason my best friend and I met. For the past 3 years I had not done anything remotely artistic with my life. It’s why I told my best … Continue reading All Things Posh

A conspiracy to live extraordinary things.

The coolness of that London morning air after leaving the hostel made me feel awake. The company of my best friend energized me. Going on a travel adventure with her was as good as it gets. One of my favorite things about my relationships with the people closest to me is finding ways to live experiences that will forever be ours. Charming moments of spontaneity and adventure that only me and the other party can have stored in our memories. A conspiracy to live extraordinary things. Today we were heading off to Stonehenge and Bath (both were places neither of … Continue reading A conspiracy to live extraordinary things.

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.

Less Alone

  “Wingardium Leviosa, Wingardium Leviosa…Wingardium Leviooosa…” I turned around and there were 2 adorable little boys practicing their Harry Potter spell with what looked like brand new wands. Nothing defines a childhood more than all the things that can be imagined; nothing defines adulthood more than all the things you never imagined would actually happen.  The night we returned from Paris, we had dinner at a small franchise called Gregg’s. I never expected to live a day in which I would have lunch in Paris and dinner in London. I love when Life gets playful with you. We dragged our consumed yet … Continue reading Less Alone

A reign for the Inner Child

A regular good old tourist walks by, distracted by either the size or beauty of Buckingham Palace. In the mist of her sightseeing concentration, she did not feel the arms and legs moving up and down nor the shaking buttocks of my best friend right behind her. It’s called a Dance Dare, and we got it from Ellen Degeneres (youtube it for better understanding). And that’s what we were up to the day after my arrival. Once we made it out of the airport -which at that point felt like I was being liberated from death row – we went … Continue reading A reign for the Inner Child