
well, my start date with the airline has been pushed back. not indefinitely, but for at least a few more weeks. after waiting such a long time, a few weeks doesn’t seem like much to fret about… but then again, … Continue reading
well, my start date with the airline has been pushed back. not indefinitely, but for at least a few more weeks. after waiting such a long time, a few weeks doesn’t seem like much to fret about… but then again, … Continue reading
if you happen to glance under my coffee table, you’ll notice this clear, plastic box with a removable tray and multiple compartments. it is ideal for the storage of tiny art supplies or bits of jewelry and baubles. i have filled it with treasure from around the … Continue reading
chinatown in london is already an exciting place to visit. if i am in the mood to meander, it takes little to no persuasion to set my course for leicester square station. climbing the steps to street level, i put … Continue reading
new {old} shoes, happily delivered to me from their previous owner in idaho. some may perceive their antiquity and think, “those shoes have had better days.” i can barely contain my enthusiasm, “there are so many miles ahead of them… … Continue reading
and i prosper.
on recommendation from a lovely new friend in london, i am here, in turin or torino. i have yet to discover why italian cities have italian versions of their city names. i can’t think of another country that does this.
on the first of october, i set out on an eighteen day adventure {my biggest adventure yet} around southern europe.
there is so much to say about my experiences thus far. so much, in fact, that i don’t feel as though i can even begin to write about them.
there is not much time to blog when you’re busy seeing the world.
as for now, i should probably finish my (seventeenth) cappuccino of the day, and give myself back to the beautiful streets of turin.
[by the time i leave italy, i will no longer have blood, but cappuccino, running through my veins.]
i promise, i promise, i promise, hang in there for me. i have so much to write about, just very little opportunity to do so at the moment.
for now, i’ll leave you with pictures.
{barcelona, spain}
{bergamo, italy}
{turin, italy}
i no longer trust anyone who says “growing up is not all it’s cracked up to be” and “wait until you get to the real world.”
growing up is the most fun i have ever had and the real world is more beautiful than anything i could have imagined.
with love,
{rosaliemelin}
it’s cold outside. i know this because my hands feel like ice, even if my core is burning from the walk here. here? just a bus stop, one like many others. but, today is different. in five minutes time, i … Continue reading
london is hot. really, hot. like, fry an egg on the sidewalk hot. {at least for london, anyway. i’m certainly not unaccustomed to these temperatures in indiana.}
in response, i took the opportunity to spend most of my day yesterday once again enjoying hampstead heath and it’s wonderful bathing ponds – this time, the guys and gals, mixed pond.
wandering the woods of the park and taking a dip in the cool water made for an incredible day indeed.
here is a great article by jasmine gardner on other ways to keep cool in the city! {i especially favor her suggestions to eat lots of ice cream and enjoy some outdoor cinema, who really needs an excuse to do either of those things?!}
“For the best ice cream in London head to Gelupo (7 Archer Street, W1, gelupo.com) or to Ruby Violet in Tufnell Park, which has homemade, organic ice creams and sorbets. Rum raisin and candied orange peel should do the trick (118 Fortess Road, NW5, rubyviolet.co.uk). The delicious Ginger’s Comfort Emporium will be at Secret Garden Party next weekend (gingerscomfortemporium.com).”
here’s to many more scorching days in london and all of the wonderful ways to spend them!
i was told, on my recent {and only} voyage to hampstead in london, that the land was originally and primarily used for pig farming. i was also informed that shortly after the pig farming-era, it was transformed into a sort … Continue reading
there are a few requirements i have always had in mind whilst dreaming of my next apartment / flat / sanctuary. let’s just call them non negotiables . . . wood floors bathtub good sunlight through pretty windows no complexes … Continue reading
where is a suitable body of water for me to swim / float / melt in? today has been one big slushy blur. it must be the soaring temperatures. my inner car booting bargain-goddess abandoned me in the [literal] heat … Continue reading