One of the things I’ve started to make a priority in my life is self-care. I’ve picked Saturday’s, not only because the hashtag is catchy, but because that’s the day that really fits the rhythm of my life. I’m sitting here typing this with a Trader Joe’s pineapple enzyme mask slathered on my face—which was making my eyes water until just a few minutes ago. I’m cleansing and pampering because I’ve just gotten home from a two hour restorative yoga class, and today is self-care Saturday. A* invited me to join her in this “adult nap time”, as it was introduced in the studio. I feel like I’m driving a new body. It was a bizarrely grounding experience, and I’m still feeling it even three hours later.Continue reading →
Alas, I didn’t actually have spring break in Malibu Beach, nothing like the week of drunken revelry that sometimes happens in college. That’s not what this blog post is about. My sister and her boyfriend came to visit me and Ethan in Boston.
New Year’s Day is probably my favorite day of the year. I love looking at the year ahead, imagining the possibilities, planning for the future. It’s the ultimate clean slate, enough time to stretch the limits of your imagination, trying to picture what that amount of time can hold, but not so much that you can’t fathom it. Before I can look forward, though, I like to look back and appreciate what happened in the last year, and how close it was to my goals and expectations. Some of the highlights of this year:
There’s nothing quite as bittersweet as the last day of a trip. We wandered around the city of Sofia, browsing the shops and the sights, trying not to think about the fact that the hours were running out.
After just one night in Sofia, the four of us (me, Yana, my mom, and my grandma) set off for a few days in Cyprus. The flight is about two hours from Sofia to Larnaca, made all the more enjoyable by the fact that we got seats with extra legroom. My uncle met us at the airport and took us for a quick motor tour around Larnaca before depositing us at the apartment to get settled in.
Day 1: Getting to Varna
Thursday morning found us sleepy-eyed at the bus station, continuing the hunt for iced coffee, but otherwise ready for the journey to the coastal city of Varna. The six-hour bus ride was a lovely way to see the countryside. When I was little and we’d drive to the sea, my grandmother would always show me the storks nesting on the tops of telephone poles, and this trip I was lucky enough to spot a nest! I wasn’t lucky enough to get a picture, though.
I was 14 the last time I visited the country in which I was born. I had some understanding and appreciation of the culture and the history I encountered, but this time around I’m even more appreciative. These past two weeks have been packed to the gills with visiting family and friends, sightseeing, beach-going, and even traveling to another country altogether. I’m grateful that images have metadata since that’s made the organization and timeline of this trip a lot more straightforward. And off we go!
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