Tag Archives: hostels

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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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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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

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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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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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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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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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