“There is a strange man sleeping on the couch in the living room!” I frantically signed to AnnMarie as I tried to shake her shoulders, waking her up. Anxiety was written all over my face. I could feel the involuntary arch of my eyebrows and the lift of my cheeks, slightly covering my eyes. This is a face I use when I find something to be ( Read more... )

I gently swept my right hand over the sun kissed fur, smoothing it out as I continued my movement down the neck, making sure to give a slight rub near the ear, ending the stroke mid back. A hum rumbled deep in the cat’s throat, indicating approval ( Read more... )

Torino was about a few things in particular. Food, biscuits, coffee, and more food ( Read more... )

We had trouble getting a train out of Barcelona. The trains were either full or too pricey. At last, we settled on departing Barcelona for Torino a day earlier for the price of 49 euros a passenger ( Read more... )

We departed Paris on March the second. Our plan was to board the overnight train to Madrid, which would culminate in a 15 hour long journey. Excited, we set out for the train station after leaving our friends, Alice and Paola a new plant to nourish in their apartment ( Read more... )

Paris has been a city of simple surprises ( Read more... )