From Fira to Oia

Before I set foot on the lovely island of Santorini, I had it all planned out with my wild imagination. It was going to be like in the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants crossed over with The Lizzie McGuire Movie, minus both the men. I was going to zoom across the island on motor scooter for an insanely cheap price (25€. This figure is one of the only things I researched before flying over from Athens), the wind would be blowing through my hair, a sweet relief from the blazing sun. As you know, (my) plans never go the way I imagine. The … Continue reading

Creepy Couchsurfing in Cappadocia

I like to think that my intuition is usually pretty on point. I mean, I’m still here, aren’t I? Living normally, excitement sprinkled sparsely throughout my daily activities. And I’d like to chalk that up to knowing when to stop talking to people and having a keen eye for my environment. For example, there was that one time I was with a friend on the Megabus who decided to chat away with the overly-friendly gentlemen sitting across the row who introduced the word “anus” not fifteen minutes into the conversation. I had hit the brakes and had decided to take … Continue reading

On Growing Up: Age 23

It was my 23rd birthday last weekend, which means I’m 2 years closer to cheaper car rentals! I did think about that silver lining for a while and that was the best of what I came up with… Birthdays for me a generally an emotional roller coaster. On one hand, I love large gatherings… but at the same time, I hate large gatherings for me. Which puts me in a weird position of having quite a small birthday celebration when really I’d rather chill with the whole lot of them. Without being the person to invite anyone. But that’s not the point of … Continue reading

Seeing Stromae

Based on my Instagram, a blind man could tell that I saw Stromae a few weekends ago and lost my shit. I lost it so hard that I questioned whether I ever had shit to begin with. I’m not even going to bother with telling you who Stromae is because if you don’t know, well, you should be ashamed of yourself. Let me just preface this by saying I am not into celebrities. I could couldn’t care less who’s dating who and what they’ve done to their face recently. So the fact that I booked a flight to Denver from Austin … Continue reading

On Travel Blogging

I was born traveling. Within the first 10 years of my life, I’d been to Los Angeles, Singapore, Japan, and Taiwan. Instead of memories filled with chasing down ice cream trucks in the neighborhood, I held onto the time I floated on a crocodile floatie in a pool in Singapore or the time I ate wonderful sweet treats from a stick on the street in Taiwan. However, like many things, I wasn’t able to appreciate it until I realized it was missing from my life. Come sophomore year in college, I was feeling a bit tied down, physically and spiritually. … Continue reading