Because life is too short.
Dublin for Literary Buffs
Warning: this post is full of bad puns.
After months of silence, I’m finally finding my voice.
After a year of hardship, I decided it was time for a change.
Walking around Catania felt like falling in love.
Last weekend, I was trying to explain to someone why I travel alone.
The promise of adventure hung in the crisp summer air as I got into the back of a cab at Barcelona-El Prat Airport.
I fell in love with Gstaad, Switzerland the moment I set foot in it.