A brief break in the reading and writing content today for me to reminisce on the fact that it’s been 10 years since I left Normandy, and still, it’s rare a day will go by that I don’t think of that place and my experiences there.
Do you ever think about where you’ll go if the world ends?
I’m continuing my series of travel essays this week with a story about Barcelona, otherwise known as the city in which I did not sleep.
I haven’t written about traveling in a while, mostly because I haven’t traveled in a while…
A reminder. Image of Brussels, Belgium, taken by me, October 2012
Just a quick note to say I’ve started a new job this week and I’m a bit busy, to say the least. This weekend I need to figure out a way to have time to work, and write, and blog, and sleep. (If anyone has any tips, please let me know.) And it’s Wanderlusty Wednesday, […]
Please help me make a decision!
Having lived in Normandy for a year, it would have been more than remiss of me never to see arguably the region’s biggest draw…
I meant to do a post about traveling to the D-Day beaches in Normandy today, but I do not have time. So for now I’ll leave you with this photo of one of those beaches–they’re oddly incredibly peaceful today–with more info to come next week. Stay tuned!
I am super-bummed to have missed my annual camping trip with my cousins in North Jersey this year because of moving weekend. But here is a photo of our favorite campsite at our favorite camping ground. The best thing about this place is that it looks exactly the same today as it did twenty years […]
