
Driving on a dark backstreet somewhere in Albania, we found ourselves boxed in by two black cars in the middle of the night. We were very lost, and now, very stuck. Three armed men wearing hoodies got out and approached our car. Fear gripped my chest and sent my stomach into my shoes. I threw…

My Official Review of Paris Skip to the bottom if you actually just want a review. Call me a hater, call me contrarian, call me whatever, but I never wanted to go to Paris. Just didn’t care. I think I pursue “off the beaten path” to a fault. Whether it be detrimental to my own…
I apparently I only have the attention span to make one of these posts every few months. However this was a pretty memorable trip, so I’m not worried about forgetting it. I left off last post with us boarding an overnight bus in Burma. This was not a glamorous bus. No beds, just sleep in…
The next stop in our journey was Myanmar, formerly Burma. This country is not a popular tourist destination. Many parts aren’t considered safe (sorry Mom). When I went to Vietnam for the first time in 2015, it was quite the culture shock. Everything was different: the smells, the traffic, the buildings, the street vendors, the…
The train arrived in Chang Mai early. It was a foggy morning, so there wasn’t much of a view on the way in. We rumbled into an old train station and offloaded with all our fellow passengers. We had arranged a cab to pick us up around the time the train arrived. Instead we were…
I’ve been told my grand parents have been looking forward to reading a blog post about my trip to Southeast Asia, so I guess I’ll stop waiting so long to write it. To celebrate our (late) graduation from college, my roommates Jackson, Kyle, and I decided to reward ourselves with a trip abroad. This trip…
It has taken some time but here is the second to last installment of my abroad blogs. I left Barcelona at the end of April for (hopefully not) the last time. It was tough but it was time to move on. The next adventure was Marrakech, Morocco. I went with my friend Annika who was…
Welcome back friends and family. If you’re reading this then I must have done something right, given this is my ninth blog post. I left off right before spring break, or Semana Santa as it is called in Spain. It is not the same crazy week that it is in the States. It is a…
A week after Switzerland I went Tenerife in the Canary Islands. The Canary Islands are owned by Spain despite being off the coast of Morocco. So everything was in Spanish which was familiar. Before I go into that, I’ll list off a few more cultural things I’ve noticed about Spain: Wine here costs a quarter…