Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Trouville / Deauville : Normandy

Summer in Paris.
It's hot and empty. Ok, some nights still require a sweater and although the metro is significantly less crowded, you've still gotta squeeze on at rush hour (and hope that everyone remembered their deodorant). While lots of locals clear out for those famous weeks-long French holidays, shuttering their businesses with jaunty, hand-written "Off to the beach! See ya in September!" signs, lots of tourists stream in. Alas- we aren't all so lucky to be able to jet off to exotic locales all summer, but a weekend trip to the lovely beaches and endlessly charming towns on the Northern coast? Totally do-able.
So, along with a couple of my favorite Parisian babes, that's just what we did- the perfect weekend entre filles! Already plotting a visit back with mon amour in these precious remaining couple of weeks of summer;

Wednesday, December 2, 2015


6 months between posts is probably a bit too long. So much has happened since June, in so many aspects of my life. Every time I've sat down to write a post it was too overwhelming and intimidating and I gave up.

But here we go! Bullet-point, style- because that's way less intimidating.

Thursday, June 11, 2015


I did it again. Promised myself to Be A Better Blogger and then did the exact opposite. The last few months have been a whirlwind (who am I kidding? Life has been a whirlwind since the minute I stepped off that plane in October), planning out Josh's visit, stressing over said visit, blissfully enjoying said visit, and of course feeling like someone had died as soon as I left him at the airport 10 days later and drove home in tears that lasted for days. There's also been the little detail of figuring out what comes next. That little, hugely significant detail has been on my mind since March and has felt pretty all consuming ever since. My Visa expires at the end of September and while it's only June, I am without a doubt certain (and have been for a while now) that I'm no where near ready to end this adventure. I miss my family and friends every day and I've now been away for countless significant milestones and events where I wanted nothing more than to hop a plane and be with the ones I love, but I know going back too soon would be a mistake. I would be lying to myself, and at the risk of sounding dramatic, setting myself up for failure and nagging feelings of regret. Which terrifies me. Would I be miserable? Certainly not. My life would be full with family and friends and love. I've been struggling with my feelings on balancing my responsibilities to those I love and my responsibilities to myself. Selflessness and selfishness. If anything, I think that in order to be the best version of myself for the ones I love, I have to be true to myself. And right now that truth is on this side of the Atlantic. Maybe I'll never feel ready to go back- but the decisions and sacrifices I've made up to this point have been more than enough to convince me to follow my instincts and stick with this crazy, unpredictable, sometimes frustrating but ultimately fulfilling experience.

Now that the intensive soul searching is out of the way, time to start the hard part- navigating and dealing with all of the French bureaucracy required to extend my stay...   ;)

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Thailand/Part 1

Thailand was amazing from the moment I arrived. We stayed near Ao Nang, which is fairly touristy but provides tons of options for excursions in the area and to the neighboring islands. Krabi is a short ride away, with an amazing night market on the weekends. But let's be honest- how much else do you REALLY need when there are dozens of huts set up along the beach, some with frozen drinks and the rest with smiling ladies offering fresh fruit and scandalously cheap full body massages? ( Not much else. At all.)

(the view during breakfast each morning)