A Personal Defining Moments

As 2017 is coming to an end, I reflected on my year and honestly, I am glad to be moving on. I realized nothing will ever beat my 2016 when I lived abroad. It taught me everything that I know I will never learn if I never took that leap. If circumstances allow it and I was given the chance to move abroad again, I wouldn’t hesitate to go. Continue reading “A Personal Defining Moments”

My Most Memorable Views Encountered In Europe.

Views to me are everything! Whether I’m at a¬†restaurant having dinner on a terrace with a nice view overlooking a city or a 360-degree view of a city landscape from a hill; whatever it may be, views are everything to me! Who wouldn’t want that, right?

Here are my Top 6 best views encountered in Europe. Check it out.¬† Continue reading “My Most Memorable Views Encountered In Europe.”

Twinkling Lights in Geneva, Switzerland.

A few months ago V and I had one of our many conversations on the train while en route to yet, another destination. That day, we talked a lot about places we wanted to see before we left Europe and we both agreed on¬†Geneva as one of the cities to see. Fast forward a few months later, well, little did we know¬†a trip to Geneva would become a reality and more importantly, it would be our last European trip together.¬† Continue reading “Twinkling Lights in Geneva, Switzerland.”

A Golden Hour in Lecco.

Our final exam ended,¬†Italy is on a long holiday and the sun was out. What a perfect time to explore a new city with¬†my travel partner V. Around¬†mid-afternoon today, V and I hopped on a train¬†and¬†made it in Lecco¬†an hour and a half later. It was absolutely a beautiful day. Even though Lecco is a small town, I enjoyed the view of the lake and simply spending the day here. Nothing more and nothing less. Continue reading “A Golden Hour in Lecco.”

Playing with my fingertips on a string in Cremona.

Known as¬†a musical destination, Cremona hit all the right notes. My friends and I embarked our way for the day here celebrating the end of our semester.¬†As it turns out, the town was having their annual Fiesta Del Torrone. The streets were lined with markets selling various sumptuous nougats and musical performances with a stage set up in the middle of the square. There were youngters singing¬†and dancing¬†to songs from popular shows like Grease or Dirty Dancing. It was hard not to get into the groove of it all. Continue reading “Playing with my fingertips on a string in Cremona.”