I had two things on my “must-do” list in Nashville: eat hot chicken and visit Jack White’s record shop, Third Man Records. What I didn’t realize was that we would do those two things back to back. I waited in a line that wrapped around the corner with two friends of mine at Hattie … More The Gods of Hot Chicken (Nashville Part 1)
When I landed in Ireland from Seattle, I had 15 hours in Dublin before jetting off to Budapest at 5am. Between not sleeping well the night before I left Seattle, to not sleeping well on the plane ride over, I was running on empty by the time I landed in Dublin. Adrenaline did the trick … More Doors of Dublin
It didn’t take long before I was completely charmed with Budapest. I found everything enchanting about a place I hardly knew much about. Cutting down random streets and admiring the buildings that had so much character to them. People saying “hello” not only when I walked into a place but when I left as well … More Bars and Baths (Budapest—Part 2)
When I think Hungary, I don’t typically think wine, but they have some of the best wine that I’ve ever had (and I drink a lot of wine, so I’m basically a professional). One day I decided to book a tour to Eytek, a city that produces lots of wine and is only about a … More Hungarian Wine Country (Budapest—Part 1.5)
When I got the call asking if I wanted to be sent to Honolulu for work, there was no hesitation. How could I say no? Yes, the company I work for messed up my flights. Yes, I had to shift around my other work schedule to accommodate the needs of the second job. There were … More The Most Stressed Out Girl In Hawaii
I’d mulled over what I had done wrong for months. Everyone knew I was being sent to Boise for my tee-shirt selling side gig, and after being sent to Australia last year, it had become an ongoing joke about what sort of cardinal sin I’d committed to be sent to Idaho. I’ve been bitching about … More The Boise Experience
“I’ve made a huge mistake,” I thought to myself as I walked into my hotel room in New Orleans only to find earplugs on the nightstand with a note warning me that things get loud. The thought of not being able to catch up on sleep after a 7 hour flight while my stomach grumbled … More Beignets and Birthdays
I prepared to leave Seattle for Indianapolis in the manner that I normally do: not planning my time out properly, doing one thousand loads of laundry, scrubbing down my entire apartment like it had been a crime scene, and getting about two hours of sleep. I woke up the morning of my flight when it … More Holiday Hallucinations
In my brain, Austin was a land of tacos, bbq, and blues, so I figured there was no way I wouldn’t love it. Plus leaving the cold and rainy temperatures of Seattle to soak up some sunshine is always a plus for me. When I arrived, I wondered how I was in Texas–a state that … More Keep Austin Weird
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
Transient Transplant 