Stories of a couch potato
There is something about most cities that suffocates me. Perhaps the sky scrapers or the crowds, definitely the noise. Chicago, however, is an exception to my strong preference for countrysides and lonely ocean views. My obsession with Chicago is well-documented. Of all the places I’ve travelled to, it’s probably the one I’ve raved about the … Read More
Two years ago I went to San Francisco and it made me feel incredibly small. I called it San Fran, instead of “ess eff,” like the locals want you to. I was precariously employed, I didn’t know what I wanted out of life, and where I lived was not a sparkling gem of a city … Read More
Italy tastes like strawberry jam and fior di latte gelato. It smells like the sea with a tinge of cow manure, and a strong, consistent draft of sweaty cigarettes. On one beautiful, too-hot day, I hiked for four hours along the sparkling Amalfi coast. On another beautiful, too-hot day, I trespassed into a city park … Read More
I was feeling brave after travelling for an entire week in Italy by myself (blog post pending, you might see it next year), and decided I was ready to graduate to a solo road trip. Route: Toronto > Kingston > Lake Placid > Boston > Montreal > Home Here were the good parts, in chronological … Read More
Spoiler alert: none of these tips involve meeting new people. Step 1: Come to terms with the fact that sometimes travelling sucks. There’s bad weather, Airbnb listings that end up being scams, low batteries, or some things just aren’t as fun as you imagined. This is true whether you are alone or with company. When … Read More