Stories of a couch potato
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
Seattle was very, very grey upon arrival. But miraculously it only rained once during my week there. While exploring the city I noticed there being so many flowers everywhere. Not sure if it’s due to my heightened awareness of flowers nowadays or if there are actually way more than I’m used to seeing.
If you like travelling alone, San Francisco isn’t too shabby of a place to do it (just be careful when you walk around in the city at night). It’s got nice scenery and interesting things to do. Food wise I’m not blown away … but then again McDonald’s is one of my favourite restaurants. [Insert … Read More
Big cities have always been good at challenging my self worth. There’s nothing quite like walking the streets as a tourist while knowing your peers are doing the same as workers on their lunch break. San Francisco was no exception. Except it was worse. It had everything a shiny city does, plus more. My favourite … Read More