I always get a pang of envy when I see someone rubbing sunscreen on a partner’s back. It’s a simple gesture of intimacy, trust, utility. It’s a reminder that not only am I alone, I will also have a splotchy and sunburned upper back in a few hours...
I realized I’d been in Australia too long when I dismissed the flight to Hawaii as “just 10 hours.” Before my 14-hour jaunt to Sydney, the longest flight I’d taken was nine hours to Europe from California. Now those cross-country and cross-Atlantic...
I’ve never been one for goodbyes. In social situations, I’m notorious for pulling a Cinderella and simply disappearing into the night without a word. Whether I’m dead sober or sloppy drunk, I just hate going through the social protocol and saying a...
"Solitude is all right with books, awful without," writes Martha Gellhorn, my latest literary/travel/life inspiration.
The last two books I've read have featured ordinary women who have taken extraordinary journeys, women who inspire me to...
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Christine Amorose Merrill
C'est Christine is my little slice of the internet to talk travel, lifestyle and twenty- and thirty-something struggles. After stints living in France, Australia and NYC and lots of (often solo!) travel around the world, I currently live in San Diego with my husband, daughter and two pugs.