My trial run road tripping in Australia: a beach town along the Great Ocean Road.
If you only knew how entrancing, how stirringly beautiful the images in my head are, the ones I am unable to express.
It's not as if our lives are divided simply into light and dark. There's shadowy middle ground.
Because no matter how much nicer other beaches seems to get, Redondo is always home.
Reminiscing on visiting Casa Vicens in Barcelona.
This year has been quite a whirlwind, honestly. I went to three different continents! (For some that's nothing, but it's a lot for me!) I do sort of wish I had spent more time exploring Spain, because I was living there and there are sooo many "must-sees" that I never went to. I also wish …
Which Portuguese city is cooler: Lisbon or Porto? Which has more street art? Which one is more authentic? These are the wrong questions to ask, because it doesn't matter. As the title says, "Todo o mestre já foi aluno", or: "All teachers were once students."