There was a light rain, misting the alpine trees while fog snuck around the lengthy, attenuated, coffee-colored trunks. The air was fresh and crisp and smelled of petrichor, the damp earthy odor following a storm. The mountains were covered by a blanket of clouds, and
Last year I turned 25, a quarter of a century, which for me felt monumental and needed to be memorialized. Celebrating this important life event meant doing something quite crazy to commemorate it properly. Thus what better way to celebrate than jumping off the Matterhorn,
We are one week away from 2018! It’s time for our New Years resolutions! Instead of vowing to use that gym membership you purchase annually, how about promising yourself to have more adventures?! Here is a list of my favorite, must-do, bucket-list worthy adventures
I spent my long weekend in this buzzing metropolitan city soaking in thermal baths, getting tipsy in beer spas and ruin bars, drowning in goulash, reveling in operatic performances, and absorbing all the culture and life Budapest had to offer. Budapest, filled
Watercolor painted sandy beaches bathed in turquoise water, an Italian language sounding somehow not Italian at all, food brought up from the sea between the coasts of Africa and Italy, and the distinct smell of orange blossoms wafting throughout the air. This is only
I arrived in Gap, France in the dark of night. The thick fog covering everything, waited to reveal the charming land come sunrise. But for now, the van sped blindly around bends, through small, quaint French villages, and finally stopping at my ultimate destination: Céüse.