Okay so, Greece. Oh, sweet Greece. I had so much hope for you. I dreamt of your beaches, and striking sceneries. I read Lonely Planet front to back TWICE. I googled, and encyclopedia’d (ok, maybe I didn’t encyclopedia). And then… I met you. You, with your historical brick-lined streets; you, with your breath taking views …

Mi Querida Republica Dominicana (My Dearest Dominican Republic), Your beauty is incomparable in a way that drills past your blue waters and palm tree canopies into your center and core. Somehow, your charms seem to out way your short comings. Every time I grow angry with you, one look into your eyes and I fall in love …

My entire life I’ve been incredibly anxious to see new places, experience intricate cuisine and try foreign liquors like ouzo or mamajuana. However, I’’ve been wandering my own city aimlessly, never really appreciating it for all it has to offer. I think most of us do this subconsciously: we wake up, spend time in our …

By: Ioa Bacon I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what normal means to me. Is there even a sensible use of the word? My definition of normal changes with every encounter and experience, whether that experience has come from traveling or just my everyday life. One thing is true no matter what: people do not cease to …