I could call this post, “How I worked up the nerve to finally move exactly where I wanted to live.” Another apt title would be, …
A Connecticut Yankee in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Travel & Wanderlust
Small Gestures of Kindness in an “Unfriendly” City
Beep-beep-beep-beep. The streetcar door was closing, its little red light flashing. Rain was starting to come down harder. The woman ran toward the door, feet …
Coffee and Language Barriers: Remembering the First Day Living in Austria
After a transatlantic flight, I have one first order of business, and one only: Coffee. (The second, if I’m landing in the UK, is to …
23 Times the Little Things Were the Best Part of Traveling
True to my own personal mission to stop and appreciate the small, often unexpected things in life while everything is go-go-go, today I’d like to …
Adventures in Asheville, NC: A Solo Trip in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Mountains, music, craft beer, eclectic food, and free spirits. Let me just start with this: if you haven’t been to Asheville before, I highly, highly …
Discovering Favorite Places in a New City
For me, it’s always about the cafés when I travel someplace new or am looking for a new haunt near home. Parks, bookstores, maybe a …
Eating Dinner Alone in a Restaurant
The first time it happened, I think, was in 2008, in a place called Dornbirn, Austria. I had visited friends in Germany for a few …
A Different Kind of Hometown Weekend: Gaining New Appreciation for the Places We Grew Up
I didn’t spend my first weekend completely alone in my childhood home until I was twenty-eight years old. Bizarre, I know, that it took that …
Between Two Continents
When I returned to the United States after seven months in Germany, I had the peculiar feeling that I’d left something back in Europe….turns out it was a part of myself.