To be honest: I was nervous about taking this road trip. Sure, I was stoked to see more of the USA, and after driving across the whole of Australia, I knew via land would be the best way to do it. But I don't like driving or being stuck in a car, my...
It's Thursday night in Philadelphia, and I can't sleep. I move to New York tomorrow. I'm a bundle of nerves, wound tightly to the point of bursting: into tears, into a fit of anxiety.
I moved to Nice, to Melbourne without knowing a soul. I...
After visiting Plitvice Lakes and sailing the Adriatic Sea, I thought I had seen all of the most impossibly pristine waters Croatia had to offer--and then I went to Mljet Island.
Not only does this national park have woodsy paths and water...
When I decided to visit Croatia, I realized there was no way I'd be able to go to Europe without at least a stopover in Nice: I spent seven months living in this Mediterranean gem, but with studying French, two jobs, a blog and a social life, I...
I have a love/hate relationship with Old Nice: the winding network of cobbled streets and vividly-colored shutters are crowded with terrace tables and slow-walking tourists. For seven months, I lived on the edge of Place Garibaldi: overlooking the...