My first time to Europe was when I was a wee eight-year old lassie. We were headed to Italy where we would spend two weeks, but first we stopped by London for two days because…well, London. I was too young to fully appreciate all of London’s magic, like the history, the ancient streets, the Tower, … More Nostalgia: England
The day dawned bright and blue, promising a glorious day of visiting ancient Greek ruins. After eating a simple breakfast of honey and tea (I’m part bear), we took off along the appointed path to none other than the Acropolis. I was tripping over myself in excitement. The path slanted upwards as we ascended the … More Athens: Jewel of the Ancient World
Athens, the home of the world’s greatest philosophers. Athens, the cradle of Western civilization. Athens, the jewel of the Ancient World. Just the name inspires a tingling thrill throughout my body, so when I caught a glimpse of the actual land through the airplane window, I almost fainted. The feeling only grew worse as I … More My First Impression of Athens
St. Emilion, a small town a short train ride outside of Bordeaux, is famed for its lush, green sprawling vineyards glowing in golden sunlight which produce world class wine every year. I recommend not going in December for this experience. But if you like fog, dead tree branches, and air so cold your soul could … More St. Emilion’s Icy Warmth
“I think it’s ugly,” I announced as we hurried out of the Barcelonan metro to reach the church in time. I wasn’t to blame. Stiff orange skyscrapers towered over the sandy structure like menacing claws, and the construction-zone like atmosphere was not appealing. But as we rounded the corner to face the front of the … More Sagrada Familia: Gaudi’s Unfinished Masterpiece
It was a bright and sunny day, blue skies dotted with fluffy white clouds as we drove merrily along through the Tuscany countryside, passing quaint villages adorned with Mediterranean Cypress and sprawling vineyards. I was eagerly anticipating our visit to the old town of Lucca, but as we neared its walls, I was astonished when … More Lucca: Home of 100 Churches
Ever since I was a wee lass, I’ve had an intense love of France. The land, the history, the language, the culture…all of it. Perhaps it’s because of the French blood flowing through my veins, or of my last name that its people can actually pronounce, or of reading and watching several versions of The … More A Golden Sunset on the Eiffel Tower
The Voyaging Storyteller 