“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page.” – St. Augustine
As of late, I’ve been spending most of my time sitting.
Stuck in front of a computer screen.
Writing, researching and studying in an attempt to obtain a Master’s degree in print and broadcast journalism until my brain no longer functions properly and I start calling everyone by the same name. I’m not kidding, you can ask my roommate. It seems I have forgotten all of her friends’ names. She’d also probably tell you I no longer have a sense of time as well.
Oh, and by the way, I’m Brittany.
Anyway, I should be finished in May, after squeezing in three classes a semester, a TA position teaching two recitations, an internship, working as staff for a graduate student online publication and trying to get my professional project (the equivalent of a thesis) done over the next seven and a half months, our trip to Europe will be long-awaited. Not only because I will desperately need some vacation time, but because of my enthusiasm for traveling as well.
I’ve been lucky enough to travel to a few places. From Paris to New Zealand and even down to the Yucatan.
Traveling to these destinations was incredible, inspiring and shaped my outlook on life. I’m constantly seeking out experiences that will bring me back to the feelings of excitement, intrigue and pure happiness that traveling brought me in the past. The adventure. The adrenaline rush. The slight sense of panic you experience when you are lost and don’t know what to do next…
Enough of that fancy pants romantic talk. For over two years now I’ve lived in Boulder, Colorado. I am completely enchanted by this city. It’s a little small for my taste, but the people here are friendly and happy and you can just tell that they are ready to enjoy life. There is ABSOLUTELY a reason they call it, “The Boulder Bubble.” There’s no denying that.
When I went home for a few days this past summer (2012), I got off the plane in good ole’ Newark, and immediately wanted to turn around and re-board. It was so humid and so loud and the people were so freaking mean. My first words to my parents?
“I hate New York.”
Then I proceeded to explain that I had culture shock from coming to New York from Colorado. ha.
I’m sure you’re all thinking, good grief how long can this girl ramble on for? Well, the answer is: a while. Remember, I do want to be a journalist. But you obviously want to know more about who I am if you’re reading this page, so let me give you a little breakdown:
- I’m 25 years old, or at least I will be when we leave for our Europe trip.
- I want to write for an environmental/science or travel publication one day. Hopefully a few days after we get back from our trip (I know, wishful thinking).
- I’m a lefty.
- I don’t have a car and it’s fantastic. One less burden in my life. One less thing to pay for. I also think it makes my life a lot less stressful. Plus I love to walk. And I think I should practice what I preach – if I’m going to be writing about saving the planet, I need to do it too!
- My sister and I are super close. I am so thankful for that. Of course we get pissed off at each other and have our moments, but it’s great to know I have someone to be there for me when I really need it. Plus she’s pretty hysterical. Haha, and she’s really easy to make fun of, so it makes my job as an older sister pretty easy.
- I really enjoy photography. I’m not fantastic at it or anything, but I’m sure you’ll be seeing a lot of my pictures if you follow this blog (i.e. see above slideshow).
- I always try to be happy. Of course I have my moments and ups and downs, but life isn’t perfect. I’m not perfect. So, might as well just make the most of what I’ve got and enjoy!
I’m hoping that this blog will be able to combine my two passions, writing and traveling, and if anything, provide a source of entertainment for readers. If you would like to see what else I’ve done in the past, check out my website. Also, we would love to hear from you! Send us questions and comment on our posts, any feedback is helpful!
Some closing words of wisdom:“Discovery consists not of seeking new lands but in seeing with new eyes.”