Tag: beach

Because I Cannes | Day 44

After a week of unbearable heat and a plethora of mosquitoes bites on my body, an unwanted souvenir I acquired during my week in Italy, I was desperate to get to France. The trip there did not come easy. Failed plans of a rideshare created a day of traveling by train from Monterosso to Cannes on… Continue reading Because I Cannes | Day 44

Cinque Terre | Day 43

Ever since I left the Scandinavian islands and made my way inland through Europe, I was anxious to get to a coastal city again– Cinque Terre, the five towns that sit alongside the cliffs off the coast in Italy. The salt-filled wind brushed against my skin; I made it. I finally made it from the Baltic… Continue reading Cinque Terre | Day 43

Why Not Climb It? | Day 3 Mount Solmar

“Let’s climb Mt. Solmar,” she said. “Okay,” I say, followed by, “What’s that?” I look at Kaitlyn’s phone and see that it’s that very mountain in the postcard I had just finished writing. We had to missions for the day: Get to the post office to send out our postcards and to climb Mt. Solmar. We… Continue reading Why Not Climb It? | Day 3 Mount Solmar

Backyard Exploring | Crystal Cove

I get caught up with wanting to explore things in the distance, so I told myself to explore my surroundings. Crystal Cove is part of Newport Beach in Orange County, located between the Pacific Ocean and the Pacific Coast highway. What sets this beach apart from the rest is the Historic District of beach cottages… Continue reading Backyard Exploring | Crystal Cove

Cronut, Beachside

I made a rare, Saturday morning drive to Huntington Beach.  Clouds hovered over my apartment, but the closer we got to the beach, the brighter the sun shone through. I was craving a bagel sandwich from The Donuttery; my heart was set on a lox bagel.  I decided I wanted to enjoy my food on the… Continue reading Cronut, Beachside

Salty Air, Chicken & Waffles.

Had to drop a friend off in the early morning hours at the Long Beach Airport. It was so early that Roscoe’s House of Chicken and Waffles wasn’t even open yet, so I decided to kill some time by heading to Redondo Beach. When I moved to California, I thought I would finally be able… Continue reading Salty Air, Chicken & Waffles.