Wanderlust 2017: Czech Yo’self Before You Wreck Yo’self

I totally wrecked myself in Prague. Since I had already visited this city, I had decided that I was going to lay low, rest up knowing it’s about the halfway point of the trip, and take it slow. I did no such thing.

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The first night in Prague, we went out to an Ice Pub near the Charles Bridge. I may have drank too much, including a shot of absinthe that knocked me on my ass. I may have also danced my life away until 4AM, but first, let me set the stage.

We, as a group, left the hotel to hop on the Metro and walk over to the club. It was downpouring and windy, we were dressed all cute, we were heading to bar made of ice.

Imagine this, a group of about 15 people running in the streets of Prague while it downpours and lightening hits all around us. Also imagine how drenched not only my shoes, but my entire everything was at the time. I was so irritated because it was one of the only times I actually put some effort into my hair – can’t win them all (also, I’m 100 percent aware of how much of a first world problem that really is).

We get on the Metro and ( still driving home the idea that) we are SOAKED we get to the club – or the “disco” as the Europeans say – they hand us mini jackets, then we head into a room made of ice. We get drinks that are in ice glasses. Hair starts to freeze, shoes start to stick to the ground, but it was so much fun.

Once we warmed up by drinking and moving around, we were ready to dance the night away. The bar has five different floors, all of which have a different theme. We ended up on the R&B and Hip Hop floor, which did not play either type of music, but more of current pop. The drinks started to flow, the dancing started unfold, the evening brought together a fun group of people, sweating away and constantly unsticking wet and sweaty clothes from their bodies. I had a blast.

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The next day I was pretty useless as you can imagine. We ran out and grabbed Chinese food, then I napped again. But I had scheduled to attend a Medieval Times-esq. dinner with some of the people in the group at u Pavouka. I’m so happy I had.

We showed up to a dusty basement decorated like a scene from Game of Thrones. We paid $55 for unlimited wine and beer and a five course meal. They brought out breads, appetizers, pork, soup, everything that you’d expect from this time. There was a fire breather, a lady with a snake (ew), pirates who randomly fought over only God knows what, and ladies who swing fire around while belly dancing.

We drank in excess (again), we laughed all night, and we enjoyed the show.

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So, no, I wasn’t the best tourist this time around. I missed the history. I never went back out to Old Town. I didn’t even get a magnet (something I collect from each location I go to), but it was one of the best times I’ve had with the group. I was also excited to have two totally different, yet satisfying experiences in Prague.

Once again, Prague, I love you. I’ll never forget you. And something tells me, I’ll be back again for round three.

Wanderlust 2017: Work That Lederhosen, Baby

After a long stint in Italy and short stop in Austria, we ended up in Munich, Germany! When looking at the initial itinerary, I never would have thought that Munich would be my favorite location to date (minus the Greek Islands, which all of us agree felt as if the islands were a totally different vacation because we started with them).

Munich lies in the Bavarian part of Germany and is filled with a ton of World War II history.

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When you first get to Munich, you hear about Marienplatz, which is the main square where you can access any and all parts of the city via mass transit – but I didn’t really see much of a reason to leave the area. Anything and everything you could want or need can be found there. There’s also King’s Place, where there are a lot of political buildings and a lot of corporate offices have set up shop there over the recent years (I found my old employer’s Munich office during a tour and had a moment of excitement because it reminded me that though were were far from home, it’s never too far).

When you start to explore, you soon find how beautiful and large Munich really is. And it’s full of rich history and some fun stories – like the one where if you rub the three lion heads, you will have good luck (once again, I had to do this to ensure I was covered).

Not to mention, the architecture is gorgeous. We strolled all around Munich and saw castles, monuments to past kings, and World War II historical landmarks. I loved every second of it.

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On our first full day, the entire group went to the famous Haufbrauhaus. For the record, this is a beer I more often than not order when I find it on tap in the States, so I was stoked to see where the beer originated.

When you walk in, all you see are rows of huge wooden tables spanning a huge space and people walking around in lederhosens. We sat down, ordered pretzels (a must), and started our beer tour of Munich. Beer is such an important part of German history and was a way for so many politicians to come together with the people when making decisions that affected all the lives of those who lived in Bavaria.

Needless to say, we had a great time, drank to our hearts content, played with Snapchat filters, and loved our lives.

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With each city we visited, we had a guided tour that not only showed us the area but provided us with a lot of the city’s and country’s history. When we were done with our tour, our guide left us near the English Garden, which turned out to be a great way to spend our day.

We walked through these huge gardens where a river flowed through the middle. Surfers were shredding waves near one of the bridges, children ran around naked playing in the quay, and people laid along the river side enjoying their day off.

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Then, we made it to the Chinese Gardens. I know it may seem weird that in Munich there are English gardens and Chinese gardens, but it really adds to why I love Munich so much – there’s a good amount of diversity and acceptance.

We sat down and housed a ton of food. And we’re not talking Chinese food; this was authentic German food that beer halls across America strive to replicate. The food and drink were a bit on the pricier side, but we were there for the experience and it was worth every penny.

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This was one of the first days in a very long time when we had time to enjoy the outdoors in a wooded setting. The gardens were gorgeous, the people were friendly, the food was delicious, and I felt at home.

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One thing that I struggled with on this trip was the lack of exercise – don’t get me wrong, we walked close to eight miles a day, but it wasn’t the intense workouts I like to put  myself through. On the day of our tour, I genuinely intended to head to a spin class afterwards, get some laundry done, and just hang out. This did not happen.

We found ourselves drinking at 10AM through 7PM in Viktualienmarkt, which is the city’s gourmet food market. It’s quite a sight; wooden benches everywhere, people drinking early in the AM, people selling gourmet food, knicknacks, beverages, and anything else you could think of.

We drank, played cards, and really started to bond at this point. We were into our second week together – and when I say together, I mean we were ALWAYS together – and we had all figured out, for the most part, that we liked each other and wanted to spend time together. Thisis one of the main reasons why I suggest someone sign up for a group trip as a solo traveler. Munich is where I fell in love with my “fam”.

 

Munich is on the top of my list of cities to which I want to return. I was at my happiest there – the weather was just right, the beer was perfectly chilled, and the people were the people I wanted to be around. I could see myself living there too because the people were so warm and unlike how German’s are portrayed on television. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll learn how to speak German, move to Munich, and Oktoberfest all year long.

Wanderlust 2017: Castle On The Hill

Leaving Austria, we took a few hours to explore the Neuschwanstein Castle in Hohenschwagau, Germany. The castle was built for King Ludwig II of Bavaria, however he died only a couple years after it was finished, so he never had the opportunity to get comfy in the home he funded completely.

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This is the castle that inspired the design for Disneyland’s Sleeping Beauty Castle. It was extremely breathtaking and so much fun to experience since I grew up watching Disney as often as possible (and still do to this day).

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When you arrive to the little town below the castle, you have these amazing views  of the surrounding mountains and great hiking grounds. We did decide to hike up rather than take transportation up, since at this point in the trip a lot of us felt as if we were a bit stressed with the amount of travel we had experienced during the first leg of our trip. It was a great way to clear our heads, break a little sweat, and get some fresh air.

When you get up to the top, you are stunned by the beauty of your surroundings. The castle was gorgeous and the weather was perfect.

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Unfortunately, we were not allowed to take pictures of the interior of the castle, but you can check out the website to see the nineteenth century Romanesque Revival art and architecture. Our guide explained to us that Neuschwanstein Castle translates to Swanstone Castle, which made sense since King Ludwig II was known as the Swan King.

The interior had a ton of gorgeous woodwork – including swan designs and structures everywhere, but the part that stood out was the King’s throne room. The ceilings, floors, and walls were all decorated with biblical figures and stories. I remember standing in the throne room and realizing how much of an impact religion had been to the leaders of Europe’s past – something I find to be very different from what we experience in the United States.

After our tour, we hiked back down the hill, grabbed some schnitzel, and had a couple steins of beer. All in all, it was a great day trip on our way to Munich!

Wanderlust 2017: Romeo, Take Me Somewhere We Can Be Alone

While leaving Venice, we took a two hour break in the beautiful city of Verona, Italy. Verona is exactly the type of city I would want to live in. It’s small, there’s a good amount of shade and sunshine, it’s not too busy, but at the same time, it has everything you could ever need.

We took a quick walking tour past the Arena di Verona, which was a Roman amphitheater built in the first century. Soon, we arrived at the Piazza Bra Square herbs water fountain park and the shops of Verona. When I saw how quiet and quaint this little town was, I fell in love.

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We then ended up at Juliet’s Home. Stories say that if you touch her right breast, you will be lucky with love. I won’t lie, I totally felt her up with no shame. There’s no harm in looking out for yourself.

After visiting Juliet’s home, I strolled through the streets of Verona and saw some beautiful architecture. The trip was very short, but I loved the energy, literary history, and scenery. In hindsight, I should have grabbed a glass of Pinot Noir while sitting at Piazza Bra Square – then again, it was 10AM. I think that would’ve made Verona perfect.

I wish we could have stayed for at least 24 hours to see more of the area – possibly even longer. I have found that Northern Italy is more my speed and I plan on coming back to spend some time in the Alps region.

Wanderlust 2017: Under the Tuscan Sun

On our way from Rome to Florence, we spent couple hours in the beautiful city of Siena, Italy. Within that short time, I felt connected to this beautiful town, which is set in the middle of Tuscany.

The second we got there, we sat down and enjoyed, once again, PASTA! I think you may see a trend with my food choices in Italy. I cannot fully express how important it is to eat as much pasta while in Italy as possible. It is above the rest. The town square is full of delicious restaurants.

After we fueled up, a few people decided to climb to the top of the clock tower. I did no such thing. I was stuffed full of pasta and decided to tour the city. I soon found that the entire town is all uphill and walking up the clock tower would probably had been less work. I also found that walking through this little Tuscan town was exactly what I needed for our two hour stay.

The views are gorgeous, but once we had gotten close to being exhausted from the hiking and the non-stop sunshine and heat, we found one of the most beautiful cathedrals in all of Italy. The Siena Cathedral is beautifully placed in the middle of Siena. We did not have time to go in, but the detail added to every inch of the cathedral were breathtaking.

Once we trekked back to the group to hop on the bus to head to Florence, there was a huge sense of accomplishment. Between the sun, walking, meal, glass of wine, and views, I was content. I would love to head back to Tuscany. Ideally, I would rent a house for a long weekend in the hills, drink wine, and enjoy the sunshine.

If you’re ever in the area, definitely stop into Siena. You won’t regret it.

Wanderlust 2017: Tuscan Leather Smelling Like a Brick

Yes, once again, more Drake lyrics. I can’t be tamed…

After leaving Rome, I was ready for a smaller city, and Florence, Italy was the perfect solution. We had three days slated to be in Florence and I was going to take full advantage of this city. I had heard a lot about Florence because a lot of people I studied with at Marist College spent a semester abroad there, but I had no idea it would a place where I wish I had done the same.

THE CITY

Busy, busy, busy, but beautiful. When I say busy, I in no way am comparing it to Rome. It felt busy because there was always something going on. There were always people looking around at the beautiful architecture, statues, painting, small streets, and shops. The city buzzed at all hours.

And it was hot. Luckily, there are enough shaded areas, but when in the direct sunlight, you start to feel the burn.

My favorite part of the city was definitely Piazza della Signoria. There, you can find the Loggia dei Lanzi where a replica of Michaelangelo’s David, a statue of Perseus and the Head of Medusa, and many other mythical and historical figures are displayed. When you walk down the Uffizi Gallery towards the river, there are statues of the most important philosophical, mathematical, social, and governmental figures to have made an impact on Italy.

And the river! Oh my. Talk about a beautiful view. We walked over the Ponte Vecchio Bridge, which was the only bridge to not be destroyed during World War II. When you look down upon the Arno River and the quay, you see a couple restaurants that have been built in to the hills along the river, with outdoor areas where people were enjoying life.

This city is where you start to see the true relaxed European culture that’s mentioned when people return from a trip abroad. It’s quite inspiring, if I do say so. We as American are constantly on the go, driven by money and status, and we so often forget that life is so much more than climbing the financial ladder. This is definitely one of my favorite parts of this trip – people don’t take themselves too seriously (for the most part).

THE FOOD

As previously mentioned in my post about Rome, I went hard in the paint eating pasta, pasta, pasta! I tried a carbonara that was perfectly al dente and out of this world – I’m day dreaming about it now.

My favorite place to get my grub on was the Mercato Centrale food and goods market. On my “Treat Yo’ Self” night, I enjoyed a nice glass of wine, a big ole steak, and a tiramisu that was out of this world. I’m a huge Delmonico’s tiramisu fan and it put it to shame (so much so that I texted my mother about how we had been living a lie).

Finally, the pizza was delicious. Their personal pizzas were basically the size of the average eight-cut from the US, sans NYC. I tried a few different kinds, but mainly with proscuitto as a topper. Cured meat is EVERYWHERE in Italy, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

THE HOSTEL

We stayed at the Plus Florence CB Hostel. The place had a pool, bar, rooftop, restaurant, laundry, and good sized rooms. Since the inception of our trip, this was the best place we had stayed. This place was so great that I plan on using Plus hostels on my future European Adventures.

After three days in Florence, I was sad to leave, but also extremely excited to continue our trek to Northern Italy. If you have a chance to see Florence, go for it; splurge! The city is wonderful and you’ll love the culture. Caio!

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Wanderlust 2017: When In Rome…

After an amazing week in Greece, it was hard to believe that I would spending the next nine or so days traveling through Italy. The first stop you ask? ROME!

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Going into this trip, I knew it would be tourist central – something that I am used to since I lived and worked in New York City for more than half a decade – and jammed packed with people from all different walks of life. However, I don’t think you can be completely prepared for this type of tourism. In NYC, we move FAST. In Rome, they move glacially slow. It was definitely a transition period for me, and prepared me for the rest of Italy.

…Experience the History Like the Romans Do

We had the pleasure of touring the Roman Colosseum and Roman Forum. This structure is immaculate and the second you walk in, you start to feel like Russell Crowe in Gladiator. You can almost hear the crowds, picture men and women sitting separately wearing white robes, waiting to be entertained.

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I did have a sad moment at the Colosseum. Turns out that when they brought the animals from other parts of Europe and the Middle East to fight against, they were starved and locked in pitch dark dungeons, so they never really had a fighting chance for their lives. I got over it very quickly, but it made me very upset.

Also, our tour guide told us that the Romans were not nearly as civilized as we seemed to have thought. Their main entertainment was going to the Colosseum to see death. They also held plays where instead of acting out deaths, they would legitimately kill the actors to get the full effect for their audience. They were quite barbaric.

We also went over to the Trevi Fountain, where if you throw three coins into the fountain, you wish (1) to return to Rome, (2) have a new love interest soon, and (3) get married at some point. I don’t buy into these silly stories, but just to be safe, I may have thrown three coins in the fountain. Here, you can see it was an extremely enthusiastic moment in my life:

We also went over to Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi, a fountain in the middle of Piazza Navona. Once again, gorgeous fountain, super crowded. But worth stopping over. I did get a chance to see it around 10am when the square was clear, and it was definitely worth seeing again.

The fountains were gorgeous. The city overall was gorgeous.

…Go to the Vatican Like the Romans Do

Those who now me know that I was raised Catholic, but have chosen to live a life sans religion – personal choice; I respect everyone’s beliefs. This however did not stop me from going to Vatican City.

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Vatican City lies in the middle of Rome, but is considered it’s own country – sorry boys, but that wall isn’t really fooling anyone. Also, if you go there, DO NOT get your passport stamped. When you get it stamped, you void your passport.

Anyways, the Vatican was beautiful. The city is perfectly maintained, the architecture has been created with such attention to detail, and the gardens are perfectly kept.

…Eat Like the Romans Do

As previously mentioned in the Athens post, I was no longer on a traveling adventure, but simply a food tour, and Rome did no disappoint. I chose to have pasta for every single meal except breakfast, and gelato at least once a day. And to be honest, the only reason I hadn’t eaten pasta for breakfast is because our hotel fed us each morning and I wasn’t about to turn down free food.

Let me put it this way, every pasta I tasted was delicious and above basically every pasta (I will say Ferarri’s in Schenectady does make a mean pasta and can hang with Italian-made pasta) I had ever tried. I found that the reason why the pasta is so delicious is because they keep the ingredients minimal and natural. They let meats and sauces marinade for a long time, they slow cook everything, and most of all, they put so much love into their food.

I decided to have “Terah Time” where I treated myself to a delicious meal alone at Ristorante Romantica – yes, I took myself there without realizing the name of the place until I had already eaten half of my meal. This is something that is completely necessary to maintain my sanity while traveling the same 30 people for a period of 35 days. I stopped over a quaint bistro, had a glass of the house white, ate an excessive amount of pasta in a creamy red sauce with salmon, then finished off with some Italian lemon cake. I was happy as a clam for treating myself.

…Make Pasta Like the Romans Do

One of the trip “add-ons” was a pasta making class in the middle of Rome through EF College Break. We taxied over to a fourth floor walk up and soon found ourselves sitting in a circle and testing olive oils and balsamic vinaigrettes. As you can imagine, I was extremely excited.

We then had a glass of Prosecco then headed to the rooftop terrace. There, we found a kitchen, then a shaded area with tables setup with cutting boards, flour, eggs, and everything else you would need to making pasta from scratch. The instructors were wonderful, the process of making pasta was easy, and most importantly, the food turned out to be delicious.

I had taken a pasta making class before at Brooklyn Kitchen, but it didn’t compare to being under the Italian sun, sipping bubbly, preparing a meal, then sitting down as a group and appreciating our hard work and our instructor’s skills. We ended with an espresso to get us through the rest of the day, since we were stuffed full.

Moral of the story, take a pasta making class at some point while staying in Italy – you will not regret it.

…Travel Like the Romans Do

Upon our departure, it was quite bittersweet. I was excited to leave the busy city to head to Florence, but I was sad to leave a place filled with such history. I would definitely go back for a couple days while touring Italy. My main gripe was how busy it was, but then again, it is summer and people take time off to travel (I’ll get over it).

Wanderlust 2017: Make Me a Hercules

A decision I made once I decided I was going to quit my job, move, and go back to school was before I became a broke college “kid” again, I was going to go on an adventure. Originally, I wanted to drive around North America and potentially parts of South America for a few months to a year, depending on how the trip went. Then, while visiting my dear friend Riley up near Boston in February, an ad popped up on her Facebook for the EF College Break travel agency. She sent me the link and we joked about me going on an “Ultimate Europe” trip which spanned the course of 35 days with group of random people ranging from 18-28 years old. Two days later, I put a deposit on the trip and never looked back. Four months later, I took a flight to Athens from New York City.

THE ARRIVAL

The flight takes about nine hours. November 2016, when I flew to Warsaw, I had a layover in Zurich, which broke up the eight hour flight into a five and a half hour flight, then a two and a half hour flight. My flight to Athens was an over night direct service on Delta with solid meal choices, as comfortable of seats as possible for coach, and a decent amount of leg room (keep in mind, I’m 5’10” and leg room can get tight on flights).

As we landed in Athens, I met up with the group of people with whom I would be spending the entire trip. Everyone was exhausted, I was in a very weird mood, and the combination can be hard meeting 29 other people for the first time. I think the only thing that saved us from grumpiness was the fact that we were in Greece.

THE SITES AND HISTORY

As you know (hopefully), Greece is rich with history that is still apart of every day life in Athens. The city is relatively touristy, but it’s to be expected when you have structures such as the Parthenon, Acropolis, Olympic Stadium, as well as dozens of other historical locations.

The first day, we did a walking tour of the main areas in Athens where you could buy knick knacks and food. The area was swarming with street vendors chasing you around to buy bracelets and other useless goods. The first thing Mayra, our tour director warned us of was the fact that you could easily be pick pocketed if you’re not careful. I think this instilled a lot of fear into the others who are on vacation with me, but living in NYC for six and a half years, you tend to be a little more comfortable in busy areas and don’t necessarily dwell on the idea of being robbed. However, safety is important and gypsies are everywhere.

On day two, we woke up bright and early and headed straight for the Acropolis. When I say this was one of the most amazing things I have seen, I’m not exaggerating. From the Acropolis, you can see the Parthenon, Dionysus Theater, Athena’s Structure, and a breathtaking view of Greece — from the Mediterranean to the mountains.

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We also went to the Acropolis Museum, where hundreds of historical artifacts and works of art can be found that date back to the inception of the founding of Greece. Some of the made-up names of the structures did crack me up. When you have a head of an artifact and one small piece of their body, how can you possible name it “Young Warrior Who Rode a Horse”? WHERE IS THE HORSE? HE’S NOT EVEN PRESENT! As you can imagine, I found the need to read the name out loud of most structures to simply entertain myself. Soon enough, the couple of people I had visited the museum with was soon questioning the names of each statue. Needless to day, it was a great bonding experience.

After the Acropolis, Parthenon, and Acropolis Museum, we decided to go for a stroll through a beautiful park to see the Panathenaic Stadium. This is where the first ever Olympics were held in 776 BC. The structure is massive and extremely fun to look at. You start to imagine olympians running in their full armour, barefoot running laps around the stadium and competing to be the first ever Olympian.

At the end of day two, we all took a hike up a hill to watch the sunset over Athens. Talk about a perfect ending to a perfect day. Nay, talk about the perfecting ending to our last full day in Athens.

The next day, we took a ferry to Paros to continue “Greeking out”.

THE FOOD

The first night, we had an orientation dinner at a gorgeous restaurant overseeing the Parthenon. I cannot exaggerate how important it is to have at least one nice meal when in Athens. Greek food is one of my favorite cuisines — I’m pretty sure it’s what kept in in Astoria, Queens for the five and a half years I lived there. Feta, tomatoes, olives, kebab, gyro, tzatziki, octopus, and the list goes on. Everything was fresh. Everything was cooked to perfection. Everything made me extremely happy. And the food I’m talking about wasn’t only at the nice restaurants, it was also in the small little hole in the walls you find on the side streets, the more generic locations, and the bakeries!

Speaking of the bakeries, if you have a chance to get a ham and cheese pastry for breakfast, do it. It’s very European, it’s very messy, but at the same time, very satisfying.

The final thing I will say that I loved about Athens is that the wine is always flowing. There is a different perspective on life there. You work and you work hard, but you also enjoy life. You don’t spend a ton of money on your home or material possessions. You spend money on food and drink that brings people together. Everywhere, people are happy, deep in conversation, sipping wine, indulging in their meal, and happy. Coming from NYC you very rarely see this type of relaxed lifestyle and happiness.

I was so happy with the food that I texted my mother and told her I was no longer on a traveling adventure to see new things, but I was simply on a food tour. She found it to be hilarious, but I wasn’t kidding at all.

THE DEPARTURE

We ended up extending our trip in Paros, which got us back to Athens very late the night before our flight from Athens to Rome. It was very sad. I felt at home in Greece — I really do think has a lot to do with my tenure in Astoria. I know Athens is a place I will be visiting again. I will probably spend more time in the islands or out in the country side, but a stop in the busy city of Athens is a must!

Wanderlust 2017: She Dreamed of Paros, Paros, Paro-dise

Yes, that is a play on Coldplay’s “Paradise“.  I know it’s weird that it’s not a Drake song, but y’all will get over it. Fun fact: I was listening to “Paradise” when I decided to make some moves with my life, so it’s only fair that I give it a shout out. Anyway…

The Cyclades Islands were a dream. We took a four and a half hour beautiful ferry ride across the Mediterranean Sea from Athens to the island of Paros (don’t worry, my post on Athens is coming soon!). Paros was exactly what I imagined Greece to be…but even more stunning. No picture could truly portray its beautiful.

We quickly dropped our bags off at the hotel, then went straight to the beach for lunch and drinks. I have never seen water so crystal clear; so perfect – not to mention, it was nice and warm.

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We first ate freshly caught fish with feta, tzatziki, kalamata olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, and pork. I was in heaven. We then grabbed drinks and enjoyed the sun and the sea.

Over the next two days, we toured all of Paros, including Naxos. The people were extremely friendly, the shops were beautiful, the food was fresh, and the bars were fun – what else could you possibly need?

On our last day in the Greek Islands, we went on a booze and BBQ boat ride around the islands. This was hands down the most amazing thing I have experienced. We started with climbing a huge rock/cliff in the middle of the sea where an abandoned church had been built. I was terrified but so proud of myself for going outside my comfort zone.

The next stop, we swam through caverns. The second we entered into the first cavern, all I could think about was the scene from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One, where Dumbledore and Harry go into a cavern to find one of the horcruxes. Naturally, my mind went a little wild and I scared myself a bit – imagine if one of those zombie-esq creatures that crawled out of the water dragged me under!! Obviously, I was being dramatic and went back to enjoying the beautifully clear turquoise water. It was incredible and at the same time, this is when I felt as if our group of 30 people started to really bond.

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This was taken in Paros, but, you know, we cute 😉

After that, we went to a small beach on Antiparos and the boat crew barbecued chicken and pork kebabs, made fresh Greek salad, and gave us lots of wine. It was the definition of paradise. I wanted to be left there forever.

We had to eventually head back to Paros. We were all sad, but exhausted from the perfect weather, swimming, wine, and overall excitement. It was very clear, the Greek Islands were the best part of Greece. We are all talking about going back already, but trust me when I tell you, I WILL BE BACK SOONER THAN YOU THINK!

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P.S., this is my hysterically entertaining roomie on my trip, Lynn. She’s pretty rad. Y’all should follow her on Instagram: @lynni_cha

Routine is the Enemy of Time

Three weeks ago, I quit my comfortable job, discontinued my lease, picked up my life in New York, and moved to Florida. Then, a week ago, I left for a 35-day European trip. As I’m sure you can imagine, there has been a ton of stress and anxiety over the past couple months while I’ve decided to make these big changes.

You must be asking yourself why? To be honest, I was too comfortable living a life that I didn’t particularly enjoy. Do not get me wrong, I have afforded myself the opportunities to travel, live independently, spend time with friends, and experience new things – and I am extremely grateful for these opportunities. But my day-to-day, between weekends and vacations were becoming tortuous. I don’t mean to sound dramatic, but I was auto-piloting through a life I didn’t want, where I sat at a desk staring at a computer Monday to Friday, 8AM to 5PM and stressing out constantly about things I didn’t necessarily care about. I felt trapped by the money and benefits; trapped by this feeling of needing to stay because that’s what society expects of a person my age; trapped by the idea that if I quit my job I will never make as much money as I do now.

You know what, I’d rather give it all up than look back in 20 years and have an overwhelming senses of regret. I never want to live a “I wonder what would’ve happened if I…” or “If only I had…” life.

Once I accepted the fact that if I stayed, I would most likely never feel truly alive. Once I accepted that “failure” is a part of life and that if it doesn’t work out moving south AT LEAST I TRIED…and I can always go back.

Why am I sharing this with you? Well, to be honest, this is a really long introduction to this amazing video called The Thousand Year Journey: Oregon to Patagonia where a young man, Jedediah quits his job and travels from Oregon to the southern tip of South America. This is something I would love to do, but I would not do alone. However, if you listen to what Jedediah says, including the title of this blog, “routine is the enemy of time,” I think it will be easier to understand why so many people my age are quitting their comfortable jobs to travel, to go back to school, to create their own businesses, to take time off from a routine life, and/or to create art. I think this video can help some people start to understand that happiness cannot be quantified by a dollar value, but more of an inner peace with what they choose to do with their lives that make them feel truly alive. Enjoy!