thoughts?? Was it worth the $5 cappuccino?! Regardless- it was packed!! #travelblogger #solotraveler #italy #milano

Where the Locals Go Edition lI: Reykjavik, Iceland Go ahead, call me addicted, but I’ll just call it a passion. I adore coffee. As wine, it’s in my DNA. I'm Italian. It’s a life excuse for everything- so Ciao Bello. To start, I had 4 hours to kill before my bus ride to the airport. So, as I was patiently waiting for the sun to rise, I couldn't think of a better way to spend my last Kronas. On coffee. Of course. With my luck - there was no rain, hail, or snow - making it easy

Regardless of the numerous times i’ve traveled- I will forever suffer from Pre-travel anxiety. Yes its a thing and I have self diagnosed myself with the most extreme case. It’s a mixture of overthinking, procrastination, and excitement. or perhaps a bad experience of missing a few flights as a child. But do not mistaken this with of fear of traveling. Because I am easily your most crazed frequent flier who still gets butterflies every time the train whistles, car starts, or p

I’ve recently discovered the beauty of the lone wolf life I love people and people love me. Ever since I can remember, I’ve been known as the ‘crowd pleaser.’ Creating conversations at the table, inviting others to the party, and initiating activities in the group text. I never run out of energy. I often get the “she’s just high on life!” which I am – always, constantly, 24/7 doing something, with someone. From swim clubs and high school cliques, to college sorority, there is