On this day last year, I recapped 2016 and set out on a mission of sorts: to dedicate 2017 to me. To all the things I wanted to accomplish, without the influence of anyone else. And I followed through with this, due to pure necessity. Continue Reading
Month: December 2017
A Walking Tour of London: 1 Day in London
When it comes to discovering a new city, I firmly believe in doing so by foot. There simply is no better way to uncover the hidden magic that is missed when you hop in a taxi, or burrow underground to board the tube, subway, etc. Continue Reading
10 Things I Miss About Living in New York City
Today is the day that I trade in a snowy New York City for sunny California. And I am feeling ALL THE FEELS. I sobbed in my Uber last night and woke up this morning excited to see my family in less than 24 hours. I bonded with a stranger after donating clothing to Salvation Army, and laughed with my roommate as we discussed our survival this year. These are the little things, and the range of emotions, that I have been used to living here in the concrete jungle. Continue Reading
A DECEMBER TO REMEMBER
MY WISH WAS GRANTED! We received the first snow of the season here in New York City, and of course I took full advantage. Continue Reading
NOTABLE NORMALICIES / 12.16.17
It is officially my last week here in New York City, and I am collecting all of the feels. December has undoubtedly been my favorite month in the big apple, in terms of the atmosphere of the city {saving the best for last I suppose}. Holiday season kicked in at the beginning of the month and I have embraced every second of it. Let’s recap the notable moments of the last few weeks. Continue Reading
CONCRETE JUNGLE WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OF… JUST NOT MINE
I’ve anticipated writing this blog post for months now. I’ve known the title. I’ve mapped out what I would like to say. And I knew actually sitting down to get it down on ‘paper’ would be bittersweet. Well, here we are. Continue Reading
HOME SWEET LONDON II
‘Rachel, will you be going home for Thanksgiving?’ almost everyone in my midtown Manhattan office inquired last week. ‘Yes’, was immediately my answer. I mean, technically I was not going home for Thanksgiving. Not the home with my parents, a perfectly cooked turkey, and an abundance of holiday cocktails. But I was going to London. And isn’t that the same thing? Continue Reading