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Sunday, November 29

The Thankful Project: November 29th

The Thankful Project: November 29th: Wanderlust

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As unhealthy as it may be (and I'm fully aware of it) I have a severe case of wanderlust. There are so many reasons I love to travel:

1. Meet new people

2. Experience new cultures

3. Try amazing food

4. Have stories to share for a lifetime

5. Witness things you've only read about

6. Open your mind to another world out there

7. Figure out who you really are, and what you can withstand

8. Love and romance

9. Adventure

10. Countless memories that you'll be able to keep in your heart for a lifetime

I'm so thankful that I get to travel so much and I get to experience these exact things. I'm thankful that travel brings power and love back in my life, just when I think I've lost it. My answer to almost everything is travel:

Heartbroken? Travel.
Sad? Travel.
Joyful? Travel.
Anxious? Travel.
Happy? Travel
Confused? Travel.
Guy issues? Travel.

I'm thankful for all the experiences I've had so far and all the adventures that are yet to come.

Bon Voyage

Friday, August 14

London's Calling...Again!

"When a woman is tired of London, she is tired of life"

London's Calling...AGAIN! I'm so thrilled that today I get to fly back to, quite possibly, one of the most influential places in my life: England.
England was a turning point in my life. I was completely on my own, in a foreign country, figuring out life one day at a time. I learned so much about myself, my limits, what I could do and that I could make it out there in the big scary world.

Well my friend Tieranny spent the summer doing a law internship in London proper and I decided to go back and visit her this summer! 

So here is to another wonderful trip back to the place I fell in love: ENGLAND.


Saturday, May 23

Jour 8 à Paris: An Afternoon in Paris

After a few days of having to hit the road early and be traveling outside of Paris, today we decided we just wanted to stay in Paris and bum around and do a few things we haven’t had an opportunity yet to do. So today we woke up at a more leisurely time, got ready and walked to Café de Flor for a wonderful breakfast. I love how the French eat straight bread and carbs for breakfast yet they don’t really seem to mind. Secondly- I’m allergic to gluten but the bread here in France has been so wonderful and fresh and pure that I have actually been doing wonderful: praise the Lord!



Our breakfast at Café de Flor was the best breakfast we’ve had, hands down. Mom and Kelly ordered café crémes and I ordered a chocolat chaud,  all of which were rich and delicious. Then we had to get the fresh squeezed orange juice and it was just that- freshly squeezed. Yum! To ‘start’ our breakfast we all split pain au chocolat et croissants which were light, fluffy and perfect. Then for the main meal we felt like we needed some substance besides straight carbs so we split two pieces of quiche; my mom makes wonderful quiche but this was by far the best quiche I’ve ever had in my life (sorry mom!). Another reason that breakfast was just perfect was the pure ambiance of the place. It’s obviously an iconic café but we were able to snag an outdoor bistro table and watch people go by on the streets. Although I could’ve gladly sat there and gorged myself on croissants and hot chocolate all day, we wanted to move on and get some real shopping time.




Shockingly enough we’ve been so busy sightseeing and eating that we haven’t spent any time shopping; and coming to Paris, the fashion capitol of the world, and not shopping surely must be a crime. We spent the afternoon walking and shopping. We went to this large market called Le Grand Marche and picked up some food for our picnic tomorrow night (we decided that on our final night in Paris which also happens to be my birthday, we would have a picnic under the Eiffel Tower). We bought meats, chesses (not super stinky ones this time because last time we bought super smelly cheese and my whole bag smelled horrendous), biscuits and some fruit before going to a smaller Ladurée to get a small box of macaroons for my birthday!








The rest of the afternoon we just stopped into whatever shops we wanted on our way to le Jardin Luxemburg since we hadn’t been to that garden yet. It was another wonderful park with lots of outdoor cafés, people sitting on park benches and chairs and families out for the sunny afternoon. We spent some time here sipping on a few glasses of rosé and enjoying the scenery before realizing that we had forgotten to buy baguette for our picnic tomorrow! At this point it was late in the day and all the boulangeries were closing! Talk about the horror. A Parisian picnic without baguette- there is no such thing! Luckily my fluency in French food came in handy and a shop keeper was able to point out a bakery that was still open and wouldn’t you know it, the bakery had just made their last batch of bread for the day! (We purchased two baugettes for safe measure…and the disaster was avoided).




We took a long way home and ran into a street market which was super cool, full of foods, herbs, spices, soaps and handmade gifts. I think that is some of the fun of traveling- having unplanned, random and spontaneous adventures that allow you to see a whole different part of a culture that otherwise you would never see.


I can’t believe it’s been over a week since we arrived. I don’t think I’ll ever have enough time here. I don’t want to be sad that it’s over, because we still have one more wonderful day ahead of us to enjoy the magic and beauty of Paris.

Thursday, May 21

Voyage à Reims

When we were planning our trip to France, Kelly mentioned she'd love to go to the champagne region and do a day in the countryside sipping champagne. After debating about whether to forge out on our own path and try to figure out the champagne houses ourselves, or go with a chauffeured tour...we went with option B. More champagne. More mileage. More drinking and no driving. Sounds much safer. Kelly booked us a tour with La Vigne du Roy, for a private day-tour of Reims and the champagne houses.




We left our apartment early to head to the train station this morning. The metro was full of women in wonderful black heels and sleek dresses & men looking dapper in their blazers and buffed shoes. I love the metro-style of city life, especially the men! We ended up at Gare de l’Est and caught the train towards Reims, about a 40-minute ride. I love riding trains, maybe because it’s something I only do in Europe, but I think it’s so fun to watch the country speed by your window and just catch small glimpses of another place.







After landing in Reims, we were supposed to meet our guide outside of the station. We arrived and walked outside and were expecting someone standing there with a sign for our group, however when we got out there- nothing. No one was waiting. We were about two minutes early, so we figured they were just running late. A few more minutes pass, and still no one shows up. After double and triple checking that we were at the right train station, I started to panic. I went back into the station and used my little French to ask if they knew of this company but quickly found out they didn’t speak much English in this part of France. So this was going to be an adventure. Thankfully when I returned outside to mom and Kelly, our guide had arrived. She had run into quite the traffic jam and profusely apologized (we were just so thankful that she arrived and it wasn’t a scam that we didn’t care).







After that adventurous beginning of the trip, we were so thankful to be able to hop in the car and be driven around and not have to worry about directions. We spent the rest of the afternoon driving around the countryside of Reims; we went into a vineyard and walked through the rows of grapes, we stopped and got to take in the breath-taking views of the countryside (you could see groupings of vineyards for miles), but one of the highlights of the day was stopping at champagne caves along the way. We stopped at three champagne houses, one large house and two smaller houses where we got to experience the art and history of champagne making; like for example that Tattinger monks turned their abbey into a champagne house to make more money for their parish. The whole process was fascinating and really opened my eyes to the art of champagne. At each house we got to sample the different types of champagnes- brut, extra dry brut, rose…it was all delicious.







Our second champagne hosue we visited was in this little town outside of Reims, I mean this teeny tiny little town that had the most quintessential French country homes with old picket fences and rusty bikes outside the gates. Our guide stopped the car and opened this big green gate, exposing a dirt driveway to the house. It was old and charming and rustic but inside had all the bells and whistles of a modern champagnery. After a private tour of the caves we had the most amazing luncheon in the glass atrium of the house. It was the most simple, perfect and French meal accompanied by bottles of champagne. The sun came out and baked our cheeks as we enjoyed gorgeous tomatoes with olive oil, sausage rolls, fresh baguette, a crisp green summer salad and sweet cantaloupe for dessert. Gosh I could’ve sat there for hours soaking in the beautiful scenery and drinking the beautiful rose champagne until sunset. It was magical. Unfortunately we had to leave to head to yet another champagne house before heading back to Reims to catch the evening train back to Paris.



It was an absolutely wonderful and charming day, full of wonderful memories, beautiful scenery, delicious wine, amazingly simple food, and wonderful sights. Our guide dropped us off in the city center as we still had about 2 hours before our train left. Walking around the town ended up getting us horribly lost in a town that didn’t speak much English. We walked around for almost an hour and half trying to find the train station. Each person I asked would point in a different direction, getting us even more confused. In a last ditched effort I went into a bar and the bartender spoke English and gave us the (correct) directions but oh my gosh, our train was going to leave in 15 minutes and he said it was about a 10-15 minute walk. Needless to say we were in an absolute panic as it was the last train out for the evening. We booked it, running through town looking horribly tacky and ridiculous with BOTTLES of champagnes in our hands (as we obviously didn’t want to drop these lovely bottles). By the grace of God we ran right through town, through the train station and onto the train just minutes before the doors shut and the train took off. We stood in the hallway hysterically laughing, not even believing that we made the train. Needless to say, we ended our day trip in quite the memorable way.




My advice: after the tour, have them drop you off at the train station directly and then just walk and explore from there so you know where you’re going…unless you’d like to run through city center with bottles of champagne looking like the most RIDICULOUS Americans ever; then have at it!