Featured Photograph: Parco degli Acquedotti
Instagrams of a Recovering Expat
No one comes back to their hometown from extended amounts of time overseas and feels immediately at home, or even like they fit in. I’m in my third month of living in the USAand sometimes I still feel like a weird outsider intruding on someone else’s world. But I’ve had to cope somehow, or else abandon my sanity, which doesn’t sound like a great idea. So I’m coping. (Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy…
Photoessay: New York, New York
Sorry for the radio silence on my end. I don’t have any good explanations for it, except to say that my heart’s not in it for some reason. And instead of writing something mediocre up, I’ve opted not to write. And it’s been some weeks now and that hasn’t changed.
So if my words aren’t going to work, then I’m going to let my photographs do the talking, instead. These were taken during a long…
"Sally, What Are You Doing With Your Life?"
So the phrasing isn’t usually so direct, but the gist is about the same. When you return home and you’ve finished your undergraduate education, everyone wants to know about the big picture. You’re 24, what are you going to do now? Did you finish dealing with that pesky travel bug you’ve been plagued with for years? (Haha, funny joke!) Wow, you’re going to be here for at least a year? Is it time…
Photoessay: Albania Blooms
I have yet to write about Albania, but it was one of the countries that stuck with me most. While I loved the friendly people, little bits of chaos that infiltrated everyday life and the gorgeous Adriatic sea on my doorstep, the flowers are what immediately come to mind when I picture the country. It seemed like everywhere I looked, another new kind of flower peeked out between a fence or two…
Photoessay: Ugly Beautiful Zagreb
I’m back home now and beginning the immense project of processing my photographs from a long five months of travel through Europe. I visited what felt like city after city, and while many were somewhat like the others, blending into the background of extended travel, Zagreb, Croatia is one city that really stood out to me. I liked the contrasts of Upper and Lower Zagreb; the lower area felt like…
Displaced, But at Home
It’s always an interesting feeling to come home when you’ve been gone for several months, and one I’m not all too unfamiliar with. I’ve come home from five months in Austria, five months in Argentina and eighteen months in South Korea and while each homecoming was not quite the same, they all had one factor in common: I had a place that was my own, no matter how much time had passed.
-2 of those tomatoes the shape of olives but bigger
-High quality pasta
-Anchovies (or anchovy paste)
Sauté the tiny-ly cut up garlic and one anchovy in the olive oil for about ten minutes in a frying pan
Add cut up tomato pieces the size of a quarter to the olive oil and sauté for another 5 minutes
Cook the pasta until it’s pretty al dente and then add the pasta to the frying pan and mix with the ingredients for about three minutes
Om nom nom
June Reading Roundup
Most of June was spent sunbathing in Albania, followed by swimming in Albania’s sea (the Adriatic), accompanied by work and cleaning at the hostel, and all of those lovely moments sprinkled with time to read some of those 130+ books on my Amazon Wishlist. A kind of heaven. During the last week of June, I spent a few days in Italy and finally ended the month in Germany, with my parents. So suffice…
iPhone Photoessay: Giovanni’s Mother’s Cooking
Somehow, someway, I ended up on the fourth floor of an old European apartment, walls clad with twenty year old wallpaper and the living room desk covered in small, framed family photographs. An older Italian lady stood in the kitchen, preparing pasta for me and my Couchsurfing host. I was at Giovanni’s mother’s home, in Rome, Italy, and she was cooking us lunch.
I guess I’m the kind of girl you…