I had to drive myself to the airport for this one and it really made me appreciate ubering and taking the bus in Europe. It’s infinitely nicer to be dropped off at the front door than spend 20 minutes on the hot shuttle bus with drivers who don’t like their job. I did really miss…
Category: Home
9 days from Hong Kong
There’s a lot more blog posts I should’ve written about in the past month or so. I thought about what I should write every day, and if I missed a day thinking about it, mom didn’t hesitate to remind me. I don’t want to be cheesy and say I lost inspiration but I guess I…
One Month from Home
With roughly four weeks left in Hungary, I guess it’s a good time to answer the question of “When are you coming home?” I’ll be home the second week of June until the end of July, minus a few days for Houston because I apparently don’t know how not to book plane tickets. And what…