Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Sunday, January 7, 2018

The Best Views of Paris

Traveling to Paris soon? Living in Paris? Just obsessed with Paris? 
Then, dear reader, this post is very much for you.


After two trips to Paris: one in the spring, another in the fall, I have become quite familiar with the city of lights and love. In fact, I like to think I know the city like the back of my hand. One thing is for sure, I know Paris better than NYC, (which is kind of sad, and kind of cool, at the same time). Nevertheless, after having plenty of experience and time navigating Paris, I've also had time exploring the best Paris rooftops: from the Notre Dame, to the Arc Di Triomphe, to the Galleries Lafayette, and of course that little known monument AKA The Eiffel Tower. And after seeing the views (and climbing them!), I thought I'd share my favorite ones, and the ones that were the (least)(spectacular)- to me. Read on!

Friday, December 15, 2017

My Skellig Michael Experience

When it was decided that our next family trip would be to the Emerald Isle, I knew we could not go without also taking an excursion to a galaxy far far away...





Skellig Island. A literal rock of an island towering above the wild pacific, also quite literally in the middle of nowhere off of Ireland. People (including tourists) have fallen to their death in their attempts to climb to the top of this beautiful island. Oh, and it’s at least an hour away from shore in a fisherman’s boat with rough seas and NO BATHROOMS FOR FOUR HOURS. 
There’s also a 50/50 chance that YOU WON'T be able to actually go on the island when the day comes (too rough seas), (too much rain), (currents are bad). 
BUT.... if the Irish rain holds up just enough, the tides are just right, and the current is on your side, you’ll have a chance. 
A chance to explore and climb one of the wildest pieces of land on this earth. And to me, that was a chance I had to take. 

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

blog trailer


i cannot believe that i have been blogging for three years already! it has been one wild ride of creativity, revelations, and just good old fashioned openness. i would have never imagined that my little hobby/ fun thing could do would be a portfolio that helped me land my first writing contract and freelance job! thank you so much for following along with me, and for looking at my pictures and reading my words. the truth is that i created this blog for me really. so that i would have a place to store my memories and my creativity, and it would be a place that would endure the test of time and would be out there as a source of discovery for my friends and family. but it has become so much more than that. it has become a conversation, a dialogue between something greater than just me and my thoughts. enter you, dear reader, and your willingness to keep my thoughts and my artsy stuff in your own memory. i am honored to take up a spot in your mind. 

so to celebrate the past three years, i put together my first ever blog trailer! i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed creating it. 

until the next post! 




xoxo,
angelica

Monday, December 12, 2016

two days in London


Spending two days in London? Or just making a quick trip in the land of fish n chips and tea? In this post, i'm breaking down my best tips and worst mistakes made. 
(So that you don't have to).


Wednesday, November 23, 2016

"walking through new york"

I had a big creative assignment in one of my classes this semester. The assignment was to act like a "flaneur" and write about New York City. "Flaneur" is a French term used to describe idlers, or wanderers. In 18th century Paris, this was a way of life for Parisians (and still is). Writers and artists would wander the streets for inspiration and pure observation. My piece is a poetic story.

This is what I came up with.

“Walking through New York” 
-a story of the city in autumn

It’s funny how different a city can look when you walk through it alone in autumn.  

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Pieces of Paris Part 2

I still find myself going back to Paris and reminiscing on it. Its one of those places that I can't believe  I have actually been to. It was a dream before I went, it was a dream while I went, and it remains a dream even though the pictures prove that I was there and it did happen. And when Paris was happening, I knew I had to capture every moment. I filmed, I wrote, and I snapped pictures on practically every corner. Doing all of this made it even more real to me. It made me grounded in the sounds, sights, and smells that surround and embody the city of brilliant lights. This post continues on with my Paris photo diary, along with the thoughts that bring them all together. I hope you enjoy them, and I hope this little post takes you miles away to a place that really is as beautiful as a dream.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Pieces of Paris (part 1)

I've been trying to figure out how to write everything down that has inspired me lately. The truth is, it's an overwhelming and extremely difficult task to have all of this material and not know where to begin the creative process. I have seen so much in these past months. In two weeks, I traveled to three different countries and saw three major foreign cities. I flew to fashion capitals and took trains to rugged villages. And ever since I have returned, people have asked me what the best part was. What was the most beautiful  place. And I have no clear answer. Every sidewalk held its own grace, every stoop had its own story. And the collection of each place was just as beautiful as the next. But I think that what makes a place beautiful is how you choose to walk around in it. Everyone sees a place differently, but to really see the beauty of a place, you have to become a part of it. You have to forget that you are only a visitor. Because when you feel like you belong there, then the whole world becomes your home. And as a traveler that is the most freeing feeling I've ever experienced. But I still didn't know how to write it all down. All of this inspiration was just coming at me, and what resulted was scribbles of lyrics and sonnets and journal entries. I don't really know what to call these pieces of writings, because they are all  really pieces of moments from all of these beautiful places. Some were written on trains between countries, some were written in a Parisian flat, and others were thought off along ocean cliffs. To begin, here are some pieces of Paris, along with a little video accompaniment.


Monday, March 7, 2016

Venice

Venice is a painting. Constantly being brushed upon by the eyes of those who see it as it really is.
It is a reflection, a song, a dreamland. 
But the best thing about Venice is not in it's canals or lonely streets. 
The best part, is letting those canals and those streets carry you away for a little while,
letting it lull you under it's quiet song,
and take you away through its fleeting dreams. 

Monday, August 31, 2015

Summer Stops #1: A Note On Rome

Dear Readers,

It's been a while. How are you? It's been hard to write to all of you lately because I haven't really had a computer, since ours stopped working. (If your computer ever breaks down you will actually find that this is a blessing and a curse)(mostly a blessing). Ordinarily, in the summer I don't use it at all, but since i've been blogging, well, it's sort of necessary.  Nevertheless, I am back in business AND I HAVE SO MUCH TO TELL YOU GUYS. And since I have so much to tell you, I figured it would be much more reasonable to break down the next few posts into a series. First of all, it is with great sadness that I am writing you today on this last day of August. For tomorrow the world will be a different place. The mannequins in the storefronts will be wielding coats, blinding us with dark heavy tones, and the soft days of summer will disappear like the morning rain. So I dedicate this day, and these posts, to my summer travels. (And also to give all of you fellow travelers some tips and inside scoops and just some darn good stories that only occur when you pack a suitcase and get out of town.) Even though i'm back home, i'm posting my travel diary and photo diary for all of us, really, to fly away to some other place for a little while, before September comes and saps all of our summer dreams with it's evilness. So join me, as I attempt to freeze summer.

First Stop: Rome, Italy

The first thing you should know is that my family and I are by no means traditional tourists. We don't like hotels, or the overpriced, under-sized, uncomfortable, un-unique, basic-ness that comes with them. Therefore, it was only natural for us to decide on an Airbnb in Rome. The apartment owner was also very nice, and taught my mom how to use the traditional Italian espresso machine, and just contributed to the whole authentic experience we were aiming for on our vacation. If you have never heard of Airbnb then you should google it and look into for your next trip over seas.

The first thing I noticed about Rome is all the layers that it has. It has layer upon layer of historic buildings, of art, and of culture. As a tourist, it's easy to get caught up in one layer. Only when you are brave enough to become part of the city itself can you start to peel away the layers and see Rome's true foundations. The normal eye in Rome will see the gypsies, the graffiti, and the dirt on the streets. That is not all that Rome is. I hope that if you ever go to Rome you will see the beauty in the bricks and in the little pictures and paintings that line an artist's sidewalk. If you do see these things, then and only then, are you truly in Rome.