Tag Archives: Travel
“Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
Sofía Syntaxx’s Guide to Timişoara, Romania
The air’s been getting pretty crisp lately, and the leaves are entering their full color riot. To me, this signals apple cider cravings, unearthing my scarves, and skateboarding as much as possible before the snow flies. What does the arrival of autumn mean to /you/?
Or, “What I Learned On My Summer Vacation” At some point in your life you make such a monumental ass of yourself that you can’t escape the thought that perhaps you are a total idiot. This summer, as I tried to navigate Beijing in my horribly flawed Mandarin, I felt this way more than once. […]
The test of a vocation is the love of the drudgery it involves.