This weekend, I reached out to one of my friends and asked if she wanted to spontaneously book a trip for spring break and I was looking at Havana. Within 45 minutes, we had our flights booked and our seats picked out next to each other. The next morning she had to sadly tell me that she confused work dates and couldn’t go anymore. BUT, I’m not cancelling and will be taking my first solo trip.
Did you know there is a place on this Earth where crowds of people line up outside of a tiny, tiny bar to wait for a chicken to poop? I shit you not.
I was sitting on an airplane last weekend heading to see my best friend who lives in Texas. As I was 30,000 feet in the air, my second glass of Pinot Noir in hand, with Ocean’s 8 on in front of me, I realized it. I’m my most creative when I’m traveling.
Welcome, 2019! Today officially is the first time in almost (or even over) a month that I’ve logged onto my blog and even onto WordPress. I took a hiatus, originally on accident, because I was overwhelmed with life. After I realized that I hadn’t…
Growing up, we watched the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade every year. Since we are one hour behind NYC, the parade started at 8am. I rarely woke up that early, but it was always recorded or already playing when I did wake up. My dream was just to go to the parade and watch it live. Instead, my first experience was walking in it. To have your childhood dream one upped by your own self? It’s pretty extraordinary.