To Voyage Without Fear
The Land of the Cathars, or as it is more modernly known, Southwest France, is a breathtaking corner of France even in the depths of winter. History comes alive, the wine flows like water, and the people are friendlier than I could ever imagine...
Zurich is Switzerland’s largest city, and is made of impressive skylines and fancy shop windows. Although it does not boast many landmarks tourists would flock to, it’s a lovely town to spend a few days wandering through medieval streets and enjoying the lake side. From the salt and pepper shaker towers of Grossmünster to the giant chess boards on the Lindenhof, Zurich is a perfect example of the European way of life in a larger city.
Sicily is a beautiful clash of cultures. Perhaps unfairly memorialized by the infamous mafia activity in the 20th century, Sicily should bring to mind a rich, diverse culture influenced by many different empires.
It was only a matter of time before we ended up in Rome. All roads do lead there, after all.
London is busy. Large. Historic. Complicated. Expensive. London is… impossible to capture in one word. Strangely, it is also the overseas city I have felt the most foreign in, despite understanding the language. We spent three days in Central London, seeing all that we could in a shorter amount of time. Although we only scratched... Continue Reading →
I was already drifting off as the tour bus pulled away from the hostel, my head bouncing against the cold window. I was arguably insane for attempting to see the Northern Lights that night - the last 36 hours had included flying across the ocean, a walking tour of the city, riding across lava fields... Continue Reading →
On Sunday morning, I woke up early and feeling refreshed, and quickly ran out the door to head to mass at Notre Dame cathedral. I had passed by the beautiful yet imposing building many times already during my visit, warily eyeing the long lines and anticipating this moment. I took the metro, purchasing a... Continue Reading →
I was arguably most excited to visit the Musee des Art Forains, a private fairground museum in the Beray neighborhood of Paris. The museum had rebuilt a European fairground from La Belle Epoque, and given my fascination with old circuses, carnivals, and fairs, I had to see it. After a rushed breakfast, I hopped... Continue Reading →
Friday was Versailles, the Trianons, and Marie Antoinette's Hamlet and farm. It was incredible, though a number of things did surprise me. Unfortunately, the parts I looked forward to most (the Queen's chambers and cottage), were closed for renovations, but that just means I'll have to go back. Quel dommage! The journey to Versailles is... Continue Reading →
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