There were sprinkles on Collins Ave. As we crossed at 33rd St and walked towards the white stucco building on 34th, we noticed more of the colorful plastic flakes on the sidewalk, pooling in the dip where the sidewalk meets the street like our very own breadcrumb trail: we were nearing the Museum of Ice Read more
Every time I visit Paris, I transform into a better version of myself. At least, I feel like I do. I suppose it’s the spirit of the city, or maybe the wonder and excitement that bubbles beneath my skin at the sight of the Tour Eiffel, the Arc de Triomphe or a plate of perfectly Read more
Whenever I’m asked my favorite city to visit in the US, I don’t hesitate to give an all too immediate answer: San Francisco. I’ve never written of my visits, sharing pictures instead. A picture is worth a thousand words, and when I’m in San Francisco, all of the words float around my head, a line Read more
Paris is so special to me. The entire city buzzes with je ne sais quoi, this unintelligible quality that’s impossible to explain until you’re there and you can feel it. It’s in the ornate details on the building facades, the confidence of the French people and the level of enjoyment they take in the simplest Read more
I’ve been thinking about this post since we returned home, but it’s been months and I still find myself without words. Truth be told, our time in Zurich was a whirlwind – memories of walking along the lake, shopping on the Bahnhofstrasse, discovering the absurd deliciousness of raclette (and discovering that traditional Swiss fondue in Read more
