Even with the faceless modern skyscrapers, you still know exactly where you are: not London or New York or Beijing, but South Korea.
The first night of a solo road trip is when it hits you: oh yeah, you're doing this alone. But that's ok.
A playlist of my favorite romantic, melancholy driving songs.
My trial run road tripping in Australia: a beach town along the Great Ocean Road.
Right, so, like somehow it became March? Every day I'm more and more annoyed with myself for not having made more progress on my Master's thesis (although one of my professors took an informal poll yesterday and I was one of only two people who have even started so) but here we are. It's March, …
Expert tips from someone who sucks at packing even though she moves all the time.
Santa Barbara is beautiful for many reasons. Palm trees, blue skies, beaches... and of course, boys~~