Re-Entry to the USA & Culture Shock

Is this place really my home? Do I have to claim it? I’ve been in the States for less than 24 hours. The culture shock has been unreal. I’ve been honked at twice, for not driving as soon as the red light changed to green. I feel overstimulated. The French are so much quieter than…

It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday…

I ate macaroons for dinner tonight. I stumbled upon this amazing macaroon shop on the way to the Sacre Coeur. And, guess what?! They were milk free! 👏🏾 In sum, I ate 10 macaroons👀! (I don’t even want to consider how many calories that is altogether…the French are big on the statement “eat sugar in…

A Heavenly Experience

I finally made it to the Centre Pompidou. I’ve been wanting to visit this museum since I learned about it in 6th grade, French class! (Yep, I’ve loved art for quite a bit.) It’s deemed Europe’s largest collection of modern art. Hands down it was an amazing experience on every level. I’m definitely an art…

Don’t Spectate, Participate!

France, you have quite a sense of humor! I’m convinced she didn’t want me to go, not yet anyway… Silly me, I got on the TGV thinking that I could just purchase a ticket to go to London, by way of the Eurostar and it would be no problem. 😆 Ha Ha Ha, yeah right?!…

Goodbye Mes Amours

I cried at dinner today. I’m crying as I write tonight’s post…I absolutely hate saying goodbye to people that I love. This Afghan-French host family has become my family. We promised to keep in touch, even after I return to the States. Every week, I’ll practice my French and they’ll practice English. I’ve made friends…

Are You Beautiful?

Long, silky smooth hair? Sun-kissed, honey-colored skin? Almond-eyes? A short, pointed nose? What is beauty? Are you beautiful? I remember the words of my high school boyfriend, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. (Lol. I dated a dude who had an old soul.) At the ripe age of 16, I heard this aphorism…

Time to Move On…

I’ve almost always known when it’s time to move on. Perhaps, the good Lord provides signs and wonders or perhaps, we just know this within our ❤️. Whether it be moving on from a job, relationship, or an experience…the gut always knows. Ladies and gents, I can feel it in me’ bones, it’s time to…

Bitter N’ Sweet.

For the first time ever, I navigated myself around town and back home with NO Google Map! Wahoo 🎉, my self-confidence shot through the roof today. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m awful with maps and usually not good with directions. Solo travel forces you to get really comfortable with all your flaws. I’ve…

Embrace the Little Moments

I returned home to 4 children who were happy to see me! The 4-year old, gave me a bissou when she saw me, a kiss on each cheek. She gave me this awesome piece of art work that she made in school. In French, she said, “this is for you, Yolanda.” My heart melted. I…

My Experience with Hostels

It’s 4:17am in San Sebastián. I decided to get out of my bottom bunk and go downstairs to the living room in the basement until it’s time for me to walk to the bus station. Why am I in the basement? Well, apparently, it’s the only cool and quiet place around here. After listening to…