I can’t count how many times I was thankful for the extremely warm weather. It made everything so welcoming, so bright and sunny. And it meant the Kapellbrücke Bridge, or Chapel Bridge, stretching over the sparkling waters of the Reuss River, was covered in lush green ferns and dainty white flowers instead of dainty white … More Day 2: Lucerne and Mount Pilatus
“This is your captain speaking. Due to intense fog in Zurich with visibility around twenty meters, landing will be delayed for about twenty minutes or so. Thank you for your patience.” I didn’t mind, since it gave me more time to soak in the glorious views. Fog? Nada. Soaring through the clear skies, I saw … More Day 1: Mount Rigi and Zurich
From the trails around a lake near my home, one can sometimes catch a glimpse of a lone swan. All the hikers ooh and ah, and snap many pictures of this celebrity. So when, while we were waiting for the ferry in Krka National Park, Croatia, I saw at least eight swans, I took an … More Fairytale Lagoons in Krka Waterfalls
After a long month of living out of a suitcase, I was finally able to doff the jeans and sweater and don the dress and tights. We were going to Swan Lake in Russia, my first time in a theater, and thrilled would be the least expressive of my emotions! Micah, on the other hand, … More Swan Lake Ballet in St. Petersburg
The moment I passed underneath the Triumphal Arch into the Palace Square, I knew I was no longer in the modern, bustling city of Saint Petersburg. I glanced behind me at the Arch, built to celebrate Russia’s victory in the Patriotic War of 1812 against Napoleon. I could definitely see how it was a symbol … More A Royal Era in the Winter Palace
“Oh, this is nice,” I remarked as we walked into Kolomensquoye Estate, just a short drive from downtown Moscow. I had spent the whole previous day sick in bed, and though I was still feeling under the weather, the refreshing crisp air filled my lungs with strength. But soon, I would discover it was more … More My Favorite Place in Moscow
I sat in the front of the ferry, my back perfectly straight as I stared ahead with my camera poised. There, across the water, was Ellis and Liberty Island, on which the Statue of Liberty stood tall and strong, posing for dozens of pictures. As we puttered towards the island, my brain spiraled back in … More Back through Time in the Big Apple
The Voyaging Storyteller 