A lot can happen in a year. The start of the year and end have mirrored itself in a couple of ways. It started off escaping from the cold and flying down to a beach far from home and it ended on another beach not far from where I was at the start of the… Continue reading A Year of Magical Travel
I stopped being a tourist in 2009 when I stayed in Florence for a boy. He drove me through cobblestone paths, waving his hands maniacally at the pedestrians blocking the way and yelled furiously at the other crazy drivers who would yell right back and swerve past him with a hair breadth distance of space. I found it all… Continue reading Wander Love not Lust
I fell in love with New York, not as a wide eyed teenager but into my twenties after I had established a career. It’s not that I hadn’t been to New York before but on this short holiday I realised that despite having traveled all over the world, there were more adventures to be had… Continue reading New York: A Love Affair
My girlfriends have been telling me to wait until I get married to buy furniture. Are you kidding me? Do these girls not know me at all? I am all about instant gratification and frankly, who’s to say that I’ll be married anytime soon at the rate I’m going. Furniture to me signifies that I am… Continue reading Home.
A few years ago, I took a trip an impromptu trip to Florence. It was a bit of a detour from the Amsterdam trip that I was taking with my guy friends but I just had to. There’s something about Italy that has always fascinated me. The history, the food… dare I say the men?… Continue reading Firenze