I haven’t fallen so deeply in love with a place since the day I spent on Lake Como, wandering the empty town of Varenna. Even the rain, still not having let up since our arrival in Lisbon four days earlier, didn’t dampen my rampant amor for Portugual’s second city: Porto. It was crazy, ridiculous, a […]Read more "Dreaming of a Little Apartment in Porto – Portugal (Part 2)"
I remember walking around Amsterdam on cold, dreary day in 2015 with two mates by my side and something of a home in Germany waiting for my return. I had been in the Netherlands for three days and had been in Germany for maybe two to three months. We walked past a hip, wood-paneled store, […]Read more "When Do You Stop Being a Tourist? – Bullas, Lorca & Caravaca"