Airport reunions, existential conversations along the Wild Atlantic Way, forgotten backpacks on Irish islands, future in-laws introduced, pints of Guinness, a sandy, jubilant dog on the beach. This is life on film – volume 7.
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Project Reunite
Waning out of a COVID-19 world, I now feel comfortable enough to comment on those ambivalent lockdown months and my subsequent move to a foreign country 14,000 kilometres away.
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Songs of Stockholm
A suitcase set for the snow, "Chiquitita" on loop, an itinerary solely dedicated to meatballs, and a mere two-hour flight later, I found myself in the heart of Sweden. The self-proclaimed capital of Scandinavia, Stockholm has a palette for the finest things in life. Traditionally historic, yet exquisitely curious, the city is an ever-changing and…
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Anecdotes of Italy
Growing up in the suburbs, I lived next door to an elderly Italian couple from Sicily called Serge and Bianca. For twenty-one years they became my makeshift nonna and nonno; teaching me swear words over tea, showing me film strips of their youth and disclosing secret cannoli recipes. A foreigner among friends, I became obsessed…
Viva Las Vegas.
This is a city for giants, furnished with grandeur and excess. A labyrinth of fame and fortune, Viva Las Vegas.
Bristol Bound
“Why do you love Bristol?” I ask my British friends. Beth (my Northerner roommate) replies “It’s a great drunk night out, and I guess the people are lovely too.” Isabelle (a friend from work) sings “Oh, it’s steeped in history, has a great and proud culture, and it’s very liberal!”. And Lou (my local barista), simply looks at me and says, “Two words, darling: gert lush”.
The Scottish Highlands
Scenery and stories, traditions and tales, people and pinnacles. Welcome to the Scottish Highlands.
The Pursuit of Portugal
This is what I know to be true. Portugal is the oldest country in Europe, Pastel de Nata's are humankind's greatest invention, sunsets by the sea can truly soothe the soul and 2pm is a great time to get drunk by yourself in a port cellar. A sweet sunshine escape, an expedition of one's own,…
Siesta and Fiesta’s in Barcelona
"Who would have thought? You, me, Bella and Barcelona in the winter of 2019. Who would have thought?" The three of us are nestled into the back of a taxi, en route from El Prat Airport Terminal 2 to Plaça de Catalunya. We're driving northeast, parallel to the Mediterranean Sea coastline. It's a Friday afternoon, circa 1…
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