Don’t Fear the Packing: What You Can Find in My Suitcase

Packing is probably one of my favorite things about traveling. For many, it is the toughest part. I love it because it marks the beginning of the trip. I have been packing since I was little (thanks mom and tia), and those trips always tended to be for two plus months. My summers were extensively spent in Spain, but we were always on the move. A few weeks in the north, a few in Madrid, a few in the south… So I have learned my essentials for packing, and quickly. You can call me and tell me we are leaving in two hours and I would be ready, but it is true that I do like to overpack. Continue reading “Don’t Fear the Packing: What You Can Find in My Suitcase”

Tips to Learn a Foreign Language

It has been two and a half years since I moved to France and something I am very proud of is how quickly I have been able to learn French. I studied French in high school, but the American system is not particularly great in teaching foreign languages. I left high school with a basic understanding of vocabulary and grammar. My French was practically barbaric when I arrived (and something that my first French family LOVED to point out, but if I mentioned their Spanish or English, they weren’t too thrilled when I corrected them). Continue reading “Tips to Learn a Foreign Language”

A Town in the Alps

In the school system in France, nearly every 6 weeks means a week or two of vacation (depending on your level of studies). Ahhh, the French can’t get rid of their laid back lifestyle (which I enjoy). Continue reading “A Town in the Alps”

If We Were Having Coffee: Art, Presentation and Doubt

If we were having coffee, I would ask you to come to my house. I would set out a table full of cookies (or biscuits as the English and French would say) and talk about how confusing the Paris weather has been. This morning it was raining and this afternoon it decided to be sunny and slightly warm.  Continue reading “If We Were Having Coffee: Art, Presentation and Doubt”

High Up : The Story of a Mysterious Picture

One night, I was going through my pictures because I was bored. I was trying to find something to post on my Instagram, but I felt like I would find nothing new.  Continue reading “High Up : The Story of a Mysterious Picture”