To begin understanding why I was alone in Poland, please start with the previous post “Back to U.S.S.R.”, a story of pain, betrayal, and Belarus. I disembarked the plane in Warsaw after a 9-hour flight, my backpack pressing heavily against my back, my crumpled itinerary sheet in hand. I stood […]
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I had no plans to travel alone. Traveling alone sounds tedious, lonesome, and possibly dangerous. Ever since Victor and I took our first road trip to California back in 2004, the thought of traveling alone never even crossed my mind. What I did want, and what I still want to this day, was […]
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As we woke up on the morning of the fourth day of our French trip, I was both apprehensive and excited. One of the main reasons why we came to Normandy was to tour the D-Day beaches. My internal history geek was waiting for this day in great anticipation. Before […]
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Ah … France. One of those countries we visit time after time and can never get bored. On the third day of our Normandy trip, we woke up in Bayeux and headed straight to a Saturday market. Visiting a Saturday market is one of those truly not-to-be-missed French experiences. Walking […]
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In the summer of 2009, after I finished my second year of law school, we decided to visit France. I flew to Paris two days before Julia to get my “art museum” fix and managed to visit four art museums in those two days. Upon arrival, I immediately discovered that […]
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