While photos of friends in front of the Eiffel Tower can bring a smile to your face as you remember your adventures that day, sometimes just seeing the background for that portrait can bring so much more to mind.
Images of yourself “holding up” the leaning tower of Pisa are classic, but the stark beauty of a winter’s day in Budapest, or an isolated beach in Brighton can create inspiration and reflection.
Whether it is the way you captured the light at a certain angle, or just the memories that surface from seeing familiar landscapes, snapshots of past travels are a beautiful way to remember the places that you loved, and that are still there, waiting for your return.
I have always been a friendly person. I went to sleep away camp by myself, and on the first day made three new friends. I have never had a problem feeling comfortable in new settings, and had mastered the art of small talk pretty early on. So when I signed up for a six month study abroad program in Italy through a school that I didn’t go to, I wasn’t too worried. And I was right. Continue reading →
I stepped out of my apartment on Via Ricasoli and immediately jumped back against the wall of my building. Throngs of tour groups were making their way down the narrow street, toward the Accademia Gallery, home to The David. Coursing down the street like a river, I knew that if I tried to cross the street I would be caught up in their current and forced to continue on down the road with them. After standing against my door for what seemed like an eternity, the crowds finally slowed down to a trickle and I could safely cross the street and walk in the opposite direction towards the Duomo, the center of Florence.
Perhaps one of the top tourist destinations in the world, Florence, Italy has a hidden charm just waiting to be discovered. While many visitors feel overwhelmed by the vast amount of art, history, food and architectural sights, the key to enjoying this city is a mixture of flavor, observation, and relaxation. Take your time to see the classic sights, but allow yourself the opportunity to sit in a café and take in the true Florentine experience. La Dolce Vita is not just for the Italian born.
Everything has been happening so fast, that I feel like I have actually neglected to explain in detail how this blog, and my life-changing decision actually happened…
MY LOVE FOR TRAVEL
I have always loved to travel. I must have gotten the bug from my parents since they are
the adventurous types who, in their fifties forgo a senior cruise to Alaska and book a wilderness tour instead, complete with long treks, bush planes and grizzly sightings. Although we took many family trips around the US, my first real taste for adventure came in high school, when I did a summer program to Prague and Israel for six weeks. I can still hear that first thud of the border patrol’s stamp on my passport. After that summer I had travel on the brain. During the next four years while I was in college, I managed to live abroad for a year and a half and travel to over 15 countries. It was during these trips that I discovered my dream of traveling the world.