The bewitching thing about my transatlantic life is I can live in England and love it dearly, but wear my deep affection for Florida like a light, floral orange blossom perfume.
Tag: travel
The Seventeen-Year-Old Car That Could (Until It Couldn’t)
Learning how to drive in Florida was a rushed life-stage that practically every kid reached well before they graduated high … More
Tread Lightly, Deep Waters Ahead
May is a chaotic time of year to say the least. As a university student, I’m swamped with deadlines for … More
Aurora Borealis
There’s this feeling that comes with pushing boundaries that I’ve become well familiar with over the years. Scary and welcoming all at once, and yet instead of taking a tour I packed a thermos of tea, pulled on a trusty cable-knit sweater, and plopped back into the driver’s seat. We were off.
Third Time’s the Charm
I’m no stranger to writing loads and willingly sharing my feelings and experiences with others. However, over the last year … More
seven hills 