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Writing Everywhere: The Kiss

Hamburg, Germany. They were different in most ways two people can be. She was a dreamer. An idealist. An adventurer. She believed in God, in destiny, in karma. He believed in facts. Cold, hard, and proven. Faith was a concept as foreign to him as she was. He was analytical and cynical, a planner with a plan, full of all the logic that was completely lost to her. And yet. He was drawn to her.

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American Writer in Amsterdam: 6 Months

I’ve been in Amsterdam for six months and it’s already time for me to say goodbye. Only temporarily! But still. I’ve absolutely fallen in love with this city, and even though I haven’t even left yet, I miss it already. I’m returning in March, and I’m sure this next few months in New York with family and friends will be awesome, but I can’t wait to come back and settle in again. In the short time…

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The Love of My Life Is Hiding In: Berlin I’m in Berlin and the love of my life might be here, too. He’s from a small town in Germany, and he actually hates big cities.

The Love of My Life Is Hiding In: Copenhagen I’m in Copenhagen, and the love of my life might be here, too. He’s tall and tattooed.

The Love of My Life is Hiding In: Tétouan

He’s a writer, maybe. Maybe a painter. Maybe both. Some creative, reclusive type. He works hard at a button-up job that’s fulfilling enough nine months a year so that he can spend long summers doing what he really loves. He rents lonely cottages in foreign villages and empty hillsides and out-of-the-way small towns where he writes things most people won’t ever read or paints things most people…

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American Writer in Germany: 8 Months

Everyone wish Hamburg and me a happy anniversary! It’s been 8 months and I STILL don’t hate it. I’m not sure if this city really is that great, or if I’m just getting older, or if maybe there’s something in the water here, but whatever it is, I’m still pretty content. And if you know me, you know I usually hit my Over It stage by month six, so this is kind of a big deal. Despite having been here…

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The Love of My Life Is Hiding In: Stockholm

I’m in Stockholm and the love of my life might be here, too. He’s the kind of guy that wears eyeglasses because they look cool, not because he can’t see, and turtlenecks and boots without laces and long pea coats. I roll my eyes when he glances as his reflection in one too many mirrors on our first date, and call him a pretty boy—which he is—but he’s more than that, too. (more…)

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The Love of My Life Is Hiding In: Hamburg

I’m living in Hamburg and the love of my life might be, too. He’s tall and bearded and named something very German like Moritz or Nils or Jan. Much like my French soulmate, he’s a man of the arts. He loves poetry and painting and even dabbles in pottery. We go to an arts and crafts store on our first date and I know right then that it’s true love. He has a small family so he always appreciates…

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American Writer in Hamburg: 3 Months

November 1st marked mine and Hamburg’s 3-month anniversary, and like most relationships still in the honeymoon phase, it woos me more every day. Summer wasted NO time getting lost, but I have a renewed appreciation for fall. Living in New York City for so long, I think I forgot how beautiful trees are in abundance, especially when the leaves are all orange-y and yellow-y and falling all over the…

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Still here.

And I’m happy. Mom says maybe this is my place, and maybe she’s right. It’s been less than two months but I’ve met amazing people and feel like I’m apart of a family that reminds me so much of my own. I’ve explored, danced until my body hurt, laughed until I cried. I’ve cried. Especially for what isn’t, and have been comforted by what is. I’ve fallen in love with a combination of green grass,…

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That time I used Tinder to make friends. Part 3

We’ll call the guy Ace and the girl Olivia. I messaged them both, starting with Olivia. Just a friendly, “Hey, Olivia!” She got back to me right away, welcoming me to Hamburg, asking how long I’ve been here and what brings me. Then, after a short conversation, she went quiet. It was all good, though, because I still had Ace to chat with. He mentioned attending university in the States in his…

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That time I used Tinder to make friends, Pt 2

I’ve been treading the Tinder waters for a few days now and I’m happy to say that I’m knee-deep in potential Tinder friends! But I won’t say SUCK IT to naysayers just yet. Not until I’ve got one of ’em locked down for good (locked down in my friendship, of course). Let’s recap. I moved to Hamburg. I’m friendly but still friendless. I tried out a few online expat communities and social apps to no…

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That time I used Tinder to make friends. AKA what I'm trying to do right now. And when I say friends, I mean JUST friends.

1 week down. Here are my thoughts.

So I’ve officially made it through my first full week in Germany. Here are my initial thoughts, observations, questions, and concerns: I need to learn German. Duh, right? But now that I’m here, I wish I could just download the language onto my mental hard drive like the Matrix. The day I can confidently order my coffee in German without having to ask the barista, “Sprechen sie Englisch?”, I’m…

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Milk Crisis 2016 Averted How many of you are familiar with, what I now like to call, my Australian Milk Crisis?

I'm in Germany!

I’m in Germany!

And everyone is asking how I feel. Here’s the answer: dniorDrenjilnf783o4bjklcsnic2h83bljcklshEJhJfniuwlbeu8ob7g2bu3iopshc8e9py4389ph3fx0jqxf8393pt89ph8x9p3h80dncu4hijnkclnds. Not sure what to make of that? Me neither. Welcome to my brain.

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I want to live in Paris.

In a tiny apartment right off a roundabout, with a window just tall enough to make me feel like I’m outside when I sit in front of it. I want to buy red flowers to hang on the railing of said window, and there will always be a stack of book beside it because that will be my favorite place to read.

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