Sydney: A Love Story

I frequently use analogies with cities that stick out in my brain as if they are people to try and make the feeling more relatable to other people who may not understand what I feel when I travel. Paris was my first love, flawed but beautiful, and I fell fast and hard at the age … More Sydney: A Love Story

13 Hours

I say it all of the time, but I really do hate flying.  I hit a moment of terror before jetting off on my trip to Australia where I got scared shitless and my heart started racing and I had to talk myself down. It isn’t the fear of the unknown either.  I was excited … More 13 Hours

The Seven Year Itch

When I left Australia 7 years ago, to say I was devastated was an understatement.  I’m not a crier, but I publicly sobbed like a child on the way to the airport after saying goodbye to the people who had become like family to me during my short stint living there. The whole flight back … More The Seven Year Itch