Always craving an escape from Vancouver, I recently decided at the very last minute to book a seat on the Coast Starlight and head to Los Angeles for some sunshine and to visit my friend Ben. According to Amtrak, the Coast Starlight route from Seattle to Los Angeles is "widely regarded as one of the most spectacular… Continue reading Riding the Rails to Los Angeles (Part 1)
"Entering Malibu, I was overwhelmed by a feeling of nostalgia and long lost sadness, like seeing a home I had left a long time ago and had returned to."
The last time I was in Los Angeles, I was a young preteen and my biggest goal for the trip was mouse-spotting at Disneyland and window shopping on Rodeo Drive. At the time, I was under the (false) impression that Beverly Hills was the be all and end all of "LA culture". My adolescent impressions of the city came from my… Continue reading 36 (ish) Hours in LA
On my recent trip to New York, my mum and I opted to forgo the hustle and bustle of Midtown for the relative peace and quiet of Greenwich Village. Having been to NYC before, I knew from experience that staying in the tourist 'hot-zone' didn't really connect you to the best of the city. I… Continue reading Meandering through Greenwich
Since arriving in Hanoi, I have been completely overwhelmed in the best way possible. Hanoi is impossibly energetic and there is so much going on that it can be difficult to know where to look. Every time I turn my head I see and observe something new. I have only been here for two days… Continue reading First impressions of Hanoi
Growing up on the west coast of Canada, I had never seen the east coast. My youthful mind assumed that it was just like my coast - rugged, windswept and wild. Despite what I was told and what I read, I was thoroughly convinced that the Maritimes would be just like home. As it turns… Continue reading west coast girl meets the blustery east coast
After putting together my last post, I couldn't help but feel that there were so many more images I wanted to share of my time in Berlin. The city struck me as incredibly vibrant and alive, full of contradictions and buzzing with growth and history. I spent hours walking around, not necessarily even knowing what… Continue reading looking back: berlin, part 2
As the rain smashes into the windows and I'm gearing up for a new semester of school, my thoughts frequently turn to memories of springtime in Europe. Three years ago this March, I was making my way, alone, through eight countries in (mostly) western Europe. The farthest east I travelled was Berlin and I fell… Continue reading looking back: berlin