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If I leave Portland, you’ll find me in Seville

It took me about ten minutes after getting off the train to consider quitting my job and selling all my things to move here. For the first time since my eurotrip started, I was able to relax once I arrived in Seville. Oh, what a difference one train ride through Spain made! Seville is a gorgeous, warm city in the south of Spain, about an hour and a half drive away from the ocean. After a joyful reunion with my travel and childhood buddy Jenny, I was immediately embraced by our Airbnb host Oscar. I love being greeted by kisses…

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Lisbon: another reason to learn Portuguese

I stubbed my toes a lot in Lisbon, probably more than I have anywhere else in the world. I couldn’t stop staring up at the buildings in Old Town (Alfama) and with their steep, bumpy stoned streets it’s impossible to not trip a few times. This beautiful Airbnb tucked into the narrow, twisty alleyways of the oldest district of Lisbon was my home base, and it was perfect for exploring local cafes, restaurants and Fado houses. The streets in this neighborhood are SO hopelessly confusing, but it was okay cause I found gelato shops, beautiful churches and even a walking…

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To all the boys I’ve ever loved

To all the boys I’ve ever loved, There aren’t too many of you out there. If I ever loved you, you knew. There was once a time in my life when I only saw you, and looked up to you like you were magic. I held your hand happily as we strolled down countless streets together. We would go to restaurants and share food, and I would sit next to you rather than across from you so that I could kiss you whenever I wanted. I loved telling you about my weird dreams and we probably laughed a lot. I would…

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If you’re happy, then why not stay?

I left Taiwan because it was time for me to explore the next chapter of my life. I thought I was going to get a ‘real’ job, get married, and settle down just like everyone else, to embrace the security and luxuries of American mainstream #lifegoals. After four years of living abroad, I was 25 and excited to come back to the States to become a proper adult. Two years later, I have everything I had ever wanted (except for the getting married part, and that’s probably a good thing.) I am content with where I am at, but I can’t…

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Everyone Loved Barcelona But Me

We once watched a short film at work on a top-secret project to revolutionize the way the world travels. It was a before-and-after video, a transformative journey that a traveler takes. In the first part of the film, this guy is in San Francisco and doesn’t know what to do so he hangs out at his hotel, walks around Pier 39 to stare at the seals, tries to take photos of the Golden Gate bridge on a foggy day, has a clam chowder bowl…ugh it was painful to watch and seemed like such a pitiful way to waste time and…

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Encounters while traveling (Part One of millions I have)

Writing about my travels is a real struggle sometimes, especially if too much time passes. Things I remember the most clearly about my trips are the people I’ve encountered along the way. I’ve always wanted to keep track of new friends or strangers I’ve met, whether we have decided to keep in touch or not. Who knows, the world is small and everything happens for a reason. Pablo, the guy from Seville -We were lost and hungry, looking for the Contenedor Restuarant highly recommended by our Airbnb host. (Sidenote: I love going to restaurants recommended by Airbnb hosts. I have…

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A few days in Belfast

On Sunday three weeks ago, I landed in Dublin Airport and straight into the arms of my Joe. We hopped onto the Aircoach (7 euros, excellent service) and in two hours I was in the center of his hometown-chilly Belfast, Northern Ireland. Northern Ireland is a pretty unique part of Ireland because they belong to the UK, and many jokingly argue that they aren’t ‘really’ Irish. Due to their complicated political past and strong personal beliefs, as a confused American I’ll just leave it at that. They are known for their troubled history due to conflicts between the Protestants and Catholics.…

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How I Learned to Stop Planning for Love

In my early 20’s, I learned a very important lesson. I learned that in order to be happy one should always dream, make them into goals and set plans to achieve them. That’s the first part of it. The second part is that you are to be flexible. Many times, those are two conflicting desires for a strong headed person. I’m as stubborn as hell and in my adolescence if I didn’t get exactly what I wanted, I would just turn around and decide that I didn’t want anything to do with it at all. I could not negotiate, I…

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What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.

As I type this, I’m dangling outside on my old school metal fire escape, relaxing with a Mason jar of red wine and enjoying the cool evening summer breeze. It’s quiet, minus the faint whoosh of traffic going across the bridges in the twinkling distance. Last month I went to Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Las Vegas, and while I had an amazing time everywhere I went, still nothing compares to coming home in the midst of Portland’s glory months. In the summer, every day feels like a vacation and every night feels like the weekend. I don’t even want…

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