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On the short flight from Houston to Mexico City, I had ODESZA's La Ciudad on repeat. To me, it was apt- dreamy, descriptive of a journey. Artistic. Yet one of the things that was going to be most clearly brought to my attention on this trip was how different our perceptions of a place can… Continue reading Ciudad de México
In Madrid, morning eases in slow, lazy. Even coming into the country is easy- no one so much as glances at my passport, and I waltz out of the airport with only the regret that there is no stamp to commemorate my arrival here in this new place. The first thing I notice is the… Continue reading Madrid in November
I've fallen for Athens because it is so like the cities I've already loved. The prevalence of coffee houses, the laid back way of lingering over a meal or drink, the New York attitude of 'do your thing, no one gives a shit'. Mountain ranges, craggy and welcoming in the distance, circle Athens. Dusty trails… Continue reading thoughts & being in Greece
When I visit a city, I want to see more than the images circulated in glossy travel magazines. The beauty of a beach where sparkling water clings to white shorelines is exciting until you arrive, and realize the novelty has disappeared. When I'm out exploring, I want to see more than the famous landmarks, with… Continue reading in Athens
You know that feeling you get at the airport? When you're on the precipice of a trip you know has both the potential and likelihood to be life changing... when that nervous and excited energy starts to course through your veins... God, I live for that feeling. Boarding the plane, feeling it vibrate under your… Continue reading Travel Diaries: Mexico’s Copper Canyons
Kenaia Neumann 