Everywhere I went in 2016

Instead of thinking about the shit storm that was 2016, I'm just gonna reminisce about all the cool places I got to visit! Hooray for navel-gazing oblivion!

Chasing daydreams in Trieste

As winter sets in, I'm still dreaming about literary icons and meet-cutes among the iconic cafes and sights of the Adriatic Coast.

Rocks and mountains and selfies and muscle memory

What are men compared to rocks and mountains and selfies? -Elizabeth Bennett, probably The last time I hiked the Rilke trail from Duino to Sistiana, I was too distracted by cute boys (and the excitement of being abroad for the first time, but mostly cute boys) to truly appreciate the scenery. And by "appreciate the …

Getting lost on the Adriatic

Today I left Barcelona, spent six hours in Bologna, then took a train to Trieste, where I took my first little steps on international land almost 10 years ago. Picture this: a baby-faced, somewhat-skinnier version of me with short, Veronica Mars-esque hair let loose in the northeastern Italian countryside with other international high schoolers and no …