My number one goal when in transit is not feel rushed. I don’t want to move at a snails pace or anything, but if you’ve ever had to run through the airport with your bag in tow or your backpack bouncing on your shoulders, dodging other travelers who are not trying to make it to… Continue reading Traveling, Tours, & Facials!
I say as I shake my fist comically at the sky, taking cues from every 1980s villain ever. Yes, it was because I was (and still am) sick that I came home a full four days earlier than planned. I stuck out my remaining days for week 4, but was under instructions to NOT dance.… Continue reading “You Win This Time, Herräng Flu. This Time!”