A BRIEF intermission: Month Three … I blame my blog and Twitter

Today is Monday, June 7. Today marks the completion of Month Three of my travels. It’s been a wild and crazy ride so far. I have journeyed to: London; Dublin and Galway, Ireland; Madrid; Valdelavilla, Spain; back to Madrid; Monfrague, Spain; Budapest; Brasov and Cluj-Napoca, Romania; Krakow; Prague; Berlin; Amsterdam; back to Madrid; Merida, Spain;Continue reading “A BRIEF intermission: Month Three … I blame my blog and Twitter”

That One Time in Prague

Prague. One of the most colorful and stunning cities I have ever encountered. This visit to Prague marked my second time in the city. The first time was eight years ago when my frame of mind was, well, crap (see “‘Twas the night before London“). It is the only city I have been back toContinue reading “That One Time in Prague”

A BRIEF intermission: Chasing spring … two months in

A year ago, when I lived in Atlanta, I remember marveling at the city’s sheer gorgeousness with the changing of the season. The pink flowers that would sprout from the winding trees. The bright green grass that would pop up overnight. The light wind that would gently blow during days spent at Piedmont Park, taking in the South’s spring.

I would never in a million years have imagined spending my spring 365 days later in Europe, living in a prolonged (and amazing) spring for nearly two months.

The upside of traveling solo is the same as the down

I stood, lost in thought at the taco counter in Pest.

“Are you OK?” asked the young man at the counter, in English seeping with a beautiful Hungarian accent.

I jogged back into the moment.

“Oh, yeah,” I said, grabbing my metal tray containing a junior burrito and large beer. “Just thinking.”

And I left it at that.

The truth was, I was OK. But, only kindasortanotreallymaybe.

A BRIEF intermission: One month in

Today is Wednesday, April 7, 2010 and I am officially one month into my travels. Today marks the longest I have ever been away from America. And, it feels absolutely AMAZING. There was a time in my life when no one would have ever imagined my leaving the comfort of my home, my life, andContinue reading “A BRIEF intermission: One month in”

Baby, I’m a free bird

The first time I tried on the little silver Fossil necklace adorned with 3-dimensional dove, the chain broke in my hand.

I wanted it so badly. I had been given a $25 gift card to Macy’s and was browsing the inexpensive jewelry, looking for something to symbolize the wanderlust I was feeling (cause, you know, a cheap piece of jewelry can so do that).

And there it was, attached to the flimsy plastic/cardboard holder with one word written all pretty on it:


‘Twas the night before London

At the job I met T. He was the owner’s nephew and was working at the restaurant, too. I fell in love with him.

The awful, first love kind of way where you never think you will ever in a million years feel the way you feel about the man you are with.

Only, our relationship wasn’t a good one. T was an alcoholic, 10 years my senior, who despised life. While his self-loathing and misery didn’t rub off on me, it was entirely taken out on me. Our relationship was one of cyclical emotional abuse. It was pints of I-love-you’s with double shots of I-hate-you’s and lots and lots (and lots) of tears. And crazy wicked emotional hangovers.

It’s not “goodbye,” it’s “see you soon,” the Atlanta edition

I could barely hide the tears when I hugged my co-worker goodbye yesterday. And tonight, embracing people who have made my time in Atlanta so marvelous and memorable and wonderful, it was hard not to have the mascara run down my face. I am used to “goodbyes.” This is the second time in roughly one yearContinue reading “It’s not “goodbye,” it’s “see you soon,” the Atlanta edition”

A BRIEF intermission: I quit

For months, since laying on the beach in Croatia, I have dreamt of quitting my job. Of fulfilling my dreams of traveling and documenting my experiences. Now, it is O-F-F-I-C-I-A-L. I handed in my letter of resignation today. And, it went remarkably well. Wednesday, Feb. 3 is my last day of work. The wave of relief,Continue reading “A BRIEF intermission: I quit”

A BRIEF intermission: My 30 Life Crisis … solved?

Since my return from Croatia, I have teetered between sanity and tears (bless you, Mom and Dad and my inner-circle of amazing friends), a career change and a life change. After months of research, weighing my options and learning from my travel peers what works and what doesn’t, I have decided to take an oh-so-scary step to infuse my passion with my daily living and quit my job, put my life in storage, foster my cats, and GET LIVING.