I’m not sure where to begin except that I’m sorry I disappeared for almost half a year? It is now the end of December, as I sit in a cafe in snowy Canada, with study abroad months in my past. Yet, there isn’t a day that I didn’t miss writing or the adventures of my whirlwind European journey. So, please indulge with me here as I reminisce on the warmer days of my ~first solo venture~ to Rome, Italy!
A few weeks ago, my two friends and I set out for a weekend of fun in Nice, France. Palm trees, turquoise waters, and delicious French food – what more could a girl want?
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I’d like to officially announce that I’m in love with the south of France – if I wasn’t sure before, I am 100% positive now. The first few steps into Marseille, it’s a little bit run down and strange and you’re not really sure what you’ve gotten yourself into, other than the fact that it was only €2 to get here. Walk a little bit further and you’re greeted with the beautiful port and now you’re not really sure you want to ever leave.
Bonjour tout le monde! I genuinely CANNOT believe that I am finally in Aix-en-Provence – studying abroad in France has been a dream of mine ever since I visited Paris and started college, and after months of what seemed like bad news, I finally made it! The south of France has been more than I could’ve dreamed for and more.
Unlike the majority of the sane world, winter is one of my favorite seasons. A cozy blanket, soft sweaters, warm cup of tea as snow drifts down, blanketing every surface so you live in a white winter wonderland – what’s not to love?
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As much as I love being from Tokyo, this city has half my heart. Maybe because it explains why I don’t look stereotypically Japanese, or because it’s home – despite never having lived there, it carries a feeling of nostalgia. If you ever get the chance to visit Japan, I would highly recommend stopping by the island of Okinawa for palm trees, beaches and delicious food.
This past Thanksgiving break, I was fortunate enough to get the chance to visit the Netherlands on a school trip. I remember my heart thumping and hands fidgeting as I waited for the clock to hit 8PM to register for the class everyone wanted, and I couldn’t believe my luck when I had managed to snag one of the 18 spots.