Hi all! The day after my exam here (one of the primary reasons I had to purchase a laptop) I took a bus to Jajce, one of the oldest Bosnian towns. Bosnia is smaller than most people think and it’s easy to get places by bus if you buy the tickets in time (we’re an … Continue reading Jajce Waterfalls
I’m back! I’ve gotten over being sick the first two weeks of being home, and used to a new schedule, and after multiple people telling me they looked forward to reading this blog, I’ve come back. I spent a solid five hours the other day downloading and editing all of the remaining photos I had, … Continue reading Back At It: The Tunnel of Hope
Quick update: I’m home from Bosnia. This blog, however, hasn’t followed my travels on-time, and so will continue until I finish my pictures. Croatia didn’t have phenomenal wifi and I was too busy basking in the shadow of King’s Landing, so you’ll see those pictures as soon as I finish my time in Bosnia. For … Continue reading Cicchetti and Gallerie dell’Accademia
Walking through Doge’s Palace, you feel like you’re in a music box. Each room successively gets more ornate, more golden, and contains more artwork. I tried to remember the function of all the rooms we passed through, but after about 25 rooms I gave up trying to remember. If there aren’t golden moldings or oil … Continue reading Through the Dungeons
After waiting in line for almost 30 minutes, we headed into the atrium of the Clocktower, where we paid a certain number of euros to get into an elevator with 15 of our closest friends and ride to the top. How an elevator was installed into St. Mark’s Clocktower, built in the last decade of … Continue reading Golden Gates of Christianity
Two weeks ago I headed to the airport on a Friday morning and jetted off to see Justin in Venice. We’d planned this trip before we left, determined to see each other at least once while we were both in Europe, and since Venice is supposed to be sinking, it seemed like the perfect destination. … Continue reading Hello, Venezia!
The week before I headed to Venice to see Justin, the Meeting Point cafe we always hang out at hosted the international WARM festival, a festival aimed at truth-telling. The had panel discussions, coffee hours, the showing of documentaries and independent films, among other activities. That week, we basically lived at Meeting Point. Some programs … Continue reading Week Before Venice: WARM Festival