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Miss’shitty

I was speeding down I-10 East in a 2014 Ford Fusion as black as the night around me and blasting Duran Duran. I felt at peace, in my element; a big fish in a small pond. The woman working at Enterprise tried to make small talk with me and I ended up inadvertently elevating it… 

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Getaway to the Bay

And suddenly, I was standing in the subtle breeze of the San Franciscan morning, snug in the arms of California once again. The air around me seemed filtered, of a higher quality somehow; and though I had been flying for five hours on three hours’ sleep after the most arduous day I’ve had in a… 

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Welcome Back: Part II

(Continued from Part I.) I don’t really know where the time went. I was willing time to speed up, to take me to 06:00 when I could just drop off my case full of wine and relax in the luxury of the SkyClub, cursing myself yet again for having the kind of brain that thinks… 

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Welcome Back: Part I

I thought twice as I left my Herschel pack in the opening foyer of the Airbnb out of which I was checking myself, paranoid that something would happen to the precious cargo inside. And yet, at the same time, I wasn’t about to waste time sitting on the steps of the foyer copying all my… 

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TL;DR TRAVEL: PORTO, PORTUGAL

Here’s the thing: I had never really heard of this city until about a little over a month ago, as I searched Ryanair’s flight schedules for someplace new and exciting. Oftentime passed up in the minds of Americans for the capital city (and primary Portuguese bell-ringer) Lisbon, this is actually one of the most utterly… 

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TL;DR TRAVEL: SPLIT, CROATIA

This destination along the Dalmatian Coast is popular mainly with European tourists looking to make a sunny getaway. Despite its location along the Adriatic Sea, there’s a rich history here in Split, as evidenced by the city’s architecture and vast array of museums. FAST FACTS Currency: Croatian kuna. 100 kunas is equal to about 13EUR… 

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party's over.

No Filter: Reflections on the Weirdest Two Weeks of My Life

Someone wise once said, “Always keep a journal. That way, you’ll have something interesting to read on the train.” His name is carved into my brain. It’s not simply a schoolgirl’s nostalgia. It’s years of my mind involuntarily repeating that name, folding it into little tiny creases on the papers of my memory until there’s no… 

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thank you, absolutely, from the bottom of my heart.

Asking for Help

I don’t like asking for things. I like paving my own way, I like laying my own bricks, I like the satisfaction of knowing that I have, absolutely, made something from nothing all by my own hands. I’m a self-made woman, and I want to continue living that way, because it makes me value my… 

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Porto, You Get Me

I’m writing you to catch you up on places I’ve been. Finally, after waiting four hours in the arrivals hall of Frankfurt International Airport for a bus to take me to Frankfurt Hahn Airport (a bare-bones, Wings-style airport utilized solely, it seemed, for the purpose of Ryanair flights), I was on my way to Porto…. 

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Tourist to Traveler

I made my way up to main house attached to my modest yet perfectly comfortable apartment, where my host lived with her family. The door was open in preparation for my arrival and there was a child in underwear shrieking with joy about something; whatever brand-new beautiful thing his mind dreamed up, not yet crushed… 

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they love to tell you "stay inside the lines," but something's better on the other side...

Cool Blue Reason

The sunlight flowing through the blinds sang a song of late morning as I came to consciousness and the disheartening realization that I had, once again, slept until an unspeakable hour. My phone read 11:10 as I groaned, rolling over, knowing that the midday heat would suffocate me if I tried to run under the… 

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