If you know me, and you probably don’t, you know about my deep love for Paris. Now, maybe I suffer from Paris Syndrome, but I’ve been and wasn’t underwhelmed. It doesn’t help that I fall in love with every city …

At one point during my trip to Iceland, it became a thing to roam neighborhoods everyday, sometimes several times a day. This usually involved me ascending hill after hill, only to descend into entirely new areas. No matter where I …

This day would be the highlight of my entire trip. I’d been waiting for it since before I set out on my journey. My ticket for the Blue Lagoon was my most prized possession and I was set to be …

By this point of the trip I was questioning my love for travel. I was worn out and exhausted and dreamt of being home. Not because I missed New York in the slightest, but because I missed my bed. I …

That.damn.overnight.bus. I was headed back to London. I literally cursed the human that recommended this as a cheap, easy way to travel around Europe. When I ran down my itinerary plenty of people recommended busses, however that wasn’t the best …

When my coworker asked what my favorite country that I visited during this trip was, I told her it was Amsterdam. My exact words were “Amsterdam, but we don’t need to talk about it because you know why I loved …

It happened. I woke up when I felt like it and typical London weather was there to greet me. Rainy, grey, gloomy, and chilly. It was inevitable, but surprisingly, I didn’t mind. Today I’d actually leave my hostel with my …

I’ll tell anyone who’ll listen that London was never on my radar. The gray, gloomy days and unpredictable rain showers are the ultimate turn off. No thanks. But, that’s where I was headed. Or rather, it was the first leg …