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London With A Baby: Part One
In March 2022, when our daughter was just four months old, Matt and I took her on her first international trip. We had two British Airways vouchers direct to London (remnants of a canceled Covid trip) and I was still basking in the freedom of maternity leave. Day 1\ We left the United States with a few things in tow: a travel stroller, a diaper bag, one huge suitcase filled with all of our clothes, and a whopping dose of optimism and naïveté. I find that those two latter items were some of the most important things we brought with us for two weeks traveling the UK with our sweet…
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Bergen, Norway
Bergen is a fairytale city. And it absolutely is--but it's also a fishy city, a rainy city, a historic city, and a colorful city.
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Bryggen i Bergen, Norway
Poised at the convergence of Norway's majestic western fjords and the wild, blue Atlantic ocean, Bergen, Norway's "second city," is straight out of a fairytale.
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A Weekend in Nice, France
Nice's place in the world is a blessed one. On one end, the azure waters of the Mediterranean sea lap at its shores; at the other end, the French Alps rise in the distance.
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Èze, France
Èze is a place for wandering and getting lost. We spent our whole day peeking through narrow stone arches, popping into artisan shops, perfumeries, and galleries, eating banana splits on a terrace, and wandering around the gardens.
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Versailles, France
Once home to the kings and queens of France, the Chateau de Versailles is an opulent, extravagant, gold-flecked experience that should be part of every Parisian itinerary!
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Montmartre, Paris
I currently have cathedrals on the brain, largely due to the fact that I just finished reading Ken Follett’s Pillars of the Earth. And while I fully understand and intend for this to be a travel blog, I can’t help but use my Internet platform to tell my readers to read this book. Its 900+ pages detail the story of a monk’s quest to build the most beautiful cathedral in all of medieval England. Halfway through reading it, I declared to Matt: “this is my new second-favorite book” (truly nothing will ever push Virginia Woolf’sMrs. Dalloway out of the top spot). Thinking about cathedrals has made me nostalgic for the…
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The Luxembourg Gardens, Paris
The Luxembourg Gardens in Paris, France will always hold an incredibly special place in my heart. In 2016, Matt and I traveled to Paris on our first international trip together, and if you’re a friend or family member, you’ll be familiar with the story I’m about to tell. Matt and I first met during our freshman year at The University of Tennessee in Knoxville, Tennessee. We didn’t have much to say to each other then, and we stayed mere acquaintances for the next four years of college. After we graduated, Matt and I met again on Capitol Hill in Washington, D.C., where we both were interning for the summer. (I…
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The Cliffs of Moher
Inconceivable! The Princess Bride On our final full day of our multi-country adventures through Spain and Ireland, we decided to soak up one more day on Ireland’s west coast rather than catching an early flight back to Dublin. It was an unusual Saturday morning in Ireland—the sun was already beating down on the coastal town, and the temperatures were climbing into the 80s. We headed into the city to do some exploring and ended up at the Galway Saturday Market, a street market and trading post that sits in the shadow of St. Nicholas’ Church. Matt, who had visited Galway before with our good friend Caitlan, remembered the market as the…
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Galway, Connemara, and Cong: Ireland’s West Coast
We arrived in Galway around midnight, after a whirlwind trip to Spain and a three-hour bus ride from Dublin. The sound of our suitcases rattling against the cobblestone streets sounded like gunshots in the quiet neighborhood where the bus station was, but as we passed into the main square towards our hotel, the noise from the bars began to drown out our little caravan. We checked into our hotel, right off Eyre Square, and collapsed in bed almost instantly. Before I closed my eyes, I told Matt how funny it was that this morning, we’d been lounging on a beach in Barcelona, and now we were sleeping next to a…
