Tag: memories

HOW I ACCIDENTALLY GOT A CHINESE PEN PAL.. IN PERSON

Year 2012. Sixteen year old me. Beijing, China. And a missing postcard. What happened?

STORY TIME: The Fontana di Trevi incident.

Throwback to a good ten years ago (God, I feel old). Italy. Rome. The Trevi Fountain. Nice right? Picture me and my parents, happily enjoying the sunny day as we stroll through the Roman alleyways in the direction of the Trevi Fountain. It’s not… Continue Reading “STORY TIME: The Fontana di Trevi incident.”

EVERYBODY’S CHANGING

Yesterday, just like every other year, I set off with my family on our big road trip down south, destination Puglia. Puglia is a region in the far south of Italy, with stunning landscapes, ridiculously good and affordable food and inhumanly high temperatures. Know… Continue Reading “EVERYBODY’S CHANGING”

My Bartender and The Pub

It is a truth universally known that, whenever you move to somewhere new, you will instinctively select a pub that will become YOUR pub, your home, the place where you spend your happiest and loneliest nights and the space where the memories of your adventure… Continue Reading “My Bartender and The Pub”