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Tag Archives: hostels
malady in medellin
So I made it to Medellin! — which everyone here I’ve asked (which is everyone I’ve spoken to) confirms is in fact pronounced meh-deh-JEEN not meh-deh-YEEN (I’ve forgotten too much of the IPA to transliterate it accurately). Huh. Flying over the Andes is … Continue reading
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Tagged bogota, colombia, ecuador, hostel life, hostels, medellin, travel, vagabond life, wanderlust
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bogota // back to vagabond life
So after ten days in Bogota, I still haven’t gotten used to the altitude, and the dry cough and shortness of breath has officially devolved to a full-blown chest cold. Sorry, dormmates. I tried to be responsible, and moved to a … Continue reading
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Tagged andes, bogota, colombia, dogs, ecuador, german shepherds, hostels, medellin, quito, south america, vagabond life, wanderlust
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yorkshire // york, scarborough, moors, a walrus
I’m pretty sure my desire to visit Yorkshire is like 90% based on my love for The Secret Garden as a kid. And an adult. One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now … Continue reading
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Tagged england, great britain, hostels, inverness, james herriot, moors, museums, photography, scarborough, the secret garden, trains, vagabond life, weirdness, whitby, york, yorkshire
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Ah, Copenhagen — kind of the beginning of the end in a way, before I hopped back to the UK. And the last time I was able to call myself a suitcase-owner. Given that it was, you know, Scandinavia, and … Continue reading
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Tagged boat tours, botanical gardens, canals, copenhagen, denmark, hostels, photography, scandinavia, vagabond life
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Bucaresti // interlude
How to start your stay in Bucharest? Probably hanging out with two dudes you met in the back of a minivan from Bulgaria, because that’s not how people die or anything. (Full disclosure, they’re really awesome guys. My mom’s all … Continue reading
So like in Istanbul, the everpresent travel-cold that had been with me basically this entire trip finally abruptly devolved into oh-fuck-I’m-really-sick, so this is mostly just a photodump since I tried to avoid interacting with people as much as I … Continue reading
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Tagged architecture, asia, blue mosque, bosphorus river, budapest, hagia sophia, history, hostels, istanbul, photography, sea of marmara, sickness, street kitties, travel, turkey, turkish baths, vagabond life
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Пловдив // Plovdiv (not in the snow)
I had no idea what to expect from Plovdiv. The name sounds so heavy and gloomy — because of plodding, I’m sure, but it’s one of the oldest cities in the world, so, you know, why not. And as often happens with … Continue reading
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Tagged bulgaria, fountains, history, hostels, kitties, photography, plovdiv, roman stadium, roman theater, vagabond life
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in bruges
I accidentally ended up in Bruges during the weekend of the Bruges Beer Festival, because of course I did. Which meant the hostel I stayed in, despite being out of city center, was fucking bananas. Which, honestly, I don’t mind — I’m … Continue reading
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Tagged beer, belgium, bruges, bruges best fest, hostel life, hostels, photography, serbia, travel, vagabond life
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snow in venice
Italy must have known my ice queen self was en route, because it was snowing — fairly hard! — when I got there. Which was beautiful, though a bit frigid navigating the labyrinthine metro system and finding the right water … Continue reading
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Tagged basilica di san marco, canals, giudecca, glassblowing, hostels, italy, marrakesh, murano, photography, rome, san marco, snow, venice, winter
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