I’ve been traveling for almost three months now… Three months! It’s only felt like a few weeks to be honest. It isn’t until I begin to feel the seasons change that I realize it.. When I first arrived it was 100°F daily and I barely wore a thing, now it gets down to the 40°F’s and I never leave the house without a jacket and scarf. Three months… Then once it hits you, what felt like was last week ends…
The page turns and I’m off to another adventure. Cornwall to be exact; a farm at the edge of Bodmin Moor accepted my reply and I’ll be volunteering there for about two weeks, or at least until I get my internship sorted out. As much as I love the excitement and thrill of the adventure, I’m looking forward to being settled in one place for a bit. If I had fewer bags to carry, it would be another story; I…
Tonight I sleep at the Milan Malpensa airport, awaiting a 7:10am flight to London. Yep… A lot has happened within the past few days. My parents are traveling to London soon and I plan to meet them there, but I’ve decided to go a week earlier because… well honestly I just want a little change. I know I know, that sounds a little odd coming from someone who’s traveling, where every day is different. But as adventurous as Sardinia is, it has…
Current location: Poetto Beach in Quartu Sant’Elena with a bottle of white wine, a stick of incense, and Bob Marley playing from my iPhone. I’ve been in Cagliari for three days now. A little stressful in the beginning as I don’t really know exactly what I’m doing here… However now it seems like everything is coming together, slowly but properly. I spent my first night in a hostel in the marina of Cagliari. The city truly is a gem. This whole island…
What a day… I ended up sleeping on the floor of my cabin after discovering just how uncomfortable the pullman seats are. To my surprise once I hit the floor, using my backpack for a pillow and jacket for a blanket, I slept like a baby. Not for too long though… At 5:55 I awoke to the deep sways of the ship. The sunrise! It took a split second debating with myself on the “comfort” of the floor, but I soon…
I look off into the distance and see the Lighthouse of Genova flashing every few seconds, almost as a woman bidding farewell to her beloved at sea. Every wave from Genova hits my heart with a mix of feelings. I really do love that city. The ship I’m taking to Sardinia is actually quite nice! I’m traveling on Grandi Navi Veloci (GNV) Rhapsody from Genova to Porto Torres. We left the port of Genova around 20:15 and are scheduled to…
On the road again and the adventurous feeling in my heart greets me once more… I left Genova yesterday. I was so comfortable and that city felt like a home base for me. It was so nice and such an incredible experience, and I will miss it very much. But now, as I write this on a train from Legnano back to Genova to catch a ferry to Sardinia, not quite knowing what the hell lies ahead; the exciting feeling…
And just like that, it’s over… Having worked in a hostel for the past two & a half weeks with new travelers arriving every day and leaving the next, you become pretty accustomed and quite good at saying goodbye. But nothing prepared me for my own… The past few weeks have honestly been my favorite during the almost two months in Italy. I met the most incredible people, all walks of life from all corners of the world; listened to…
One thing that traveling and meeting people from all over the world has done for me is shown me the importance of language and communication. Out of all the volunteers at the hostel in Genova, I’m the only one who speaks one language fluently. Yes, granted I am studying Italian and I’m knowledgeable about the language, but I’m surely not fluent yet. There is almost a passion about learning languages from everyone that I meet; it’s very inspiring to me….
I’ve always fantasized about the idea. It’s an entertaining subject to ponder over while traveling, but I never entirely took the idea seriously. And then I met her… It was so easy. There’s a simple quote from one of my favorite books written by Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises, where one of the characters describes the way he lost his fortune; “Two ways. Gradually and then suddenly.” – Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises I arrived in Genoa, got…