
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
it’s past midnight in london. i have returned from a two-week long pilgrimage to my hometown in indiana. despite the sounds of sleep all around me, not a bit of me is ready for bed. i’m not sure if i … Continue reading
margaritas for breakfast? that cool touch when another human uses a wet brush to paint shadows on your face? the quiet of an bricked exhibition hall. the bursting colors of an altar, created with the bright colors of mexico in mind. photographers … Continue reading
it has been much too long since i have written anything. when i began writing this, i was in rome {italy}, posted up in the best coffee shop i had found in the city – barnum cafe. are you in … Continue reading
i was kindly recommended to read “the sex lives of cannibals: adrift in the equatorial pacific” by a girl that i work with. i know what you are thinking and no… the aforementioned “sex life” of any manner of cannibal is … 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 the job. it’s the long distance relationship. it’s anything and everything that you won’t take “no” as an answer for.
they say that if you want something {or someone} bad enough, you’ll find a way to make it happen.
let’s just say, with four days left until i depart for an amazing, european adventure, and only thirty nine days until i leave for home, i am testing that theory with every molecule of energy that my body possesses.
if patience was an exhaustible trait, a thing that you only had a limited supply of, all of my patience for the rest of my life will be gone by the time i return home in november.
uncertainty can be a very terrible thing, indeed.
until i leave for barcelona, milan, and budapest, my days here will drift by like falling leaves. all i can do at this point is strap myself in for the ride,
and be patient.
now, to get back to my planning..
this is just the beginning of my relationship with the world, and with it’s people. oslo, i may have fallen a little bit in love with you. it’s a great thing, to be fully aware of those specific ins and … Continue reading
few things make me quite as joyful as receiving handwritten letters in the mail, and having someone to write back to. here’s to friendly correspondence and lovingly leaving letters in post office boxes. also, here’s to oscar wilde. i decided, … Continue reading