(a.k.a. the only time you should judge a person by their cover.)
With midterms out of the way, I celebrated my 21st with concerts and cupcakes.
What does it take to get a cup of coffee around here?
(or: the joys of English-American culture shock.)
With sushi and gelato, I’m working on finding balance.
Or have you?
The ups and downs of eight hours of layover time, seven hours of despair, six people to a flat, five kids you know coming to London, three pieces of luggage, two very different flights and one seemingly endless day of travel.
(or: everything you need to know about this blog and the little brown angel running it.)