The time we spent in Morocco was by far the most special. From the pink labyrinth medinas of Marrakesh to the expansiveness of the Agafay desert, we were constantly in awe at the beauty of the country and culture. In Marrakesh, we spent a lot of time shopping for artisan made items at the souks, from rugs made by the Berber people to genie lamps and lanterns. We frequently got lost in the narrow alleyways where locals would whizz by on their scooters, dodging pedestrians left and right. Rubbing my stinging eyes from the exhaust fumes, we hunted for treasure because I was determined to find that one special piece to bring home. Walking by snake charmers, henna artists, and persistent souk salesmen, I was enchanted by the gritty liveliness of the medina. People were throwing water on the streets to keep cool, kids were playing soccer in the alleys, and locals were eating kebabs in a bun hovering near the tiny carts.
Guanajuato City, an often overlooked destination by travel blogs, was a blessing in disguise. There’s a youthful and vibrant culture that the locals and college students bring, and you can tell that there are people that actually live here instead of part time vacationers and tourists. It may also be the most pedestrian friendly city ever, and after visiting Guanajuato, I went on a walkable city / urban planning kick. The colorful architecture adds to the vibrancy of this place, and you can easily get lost in the narrow alleyways for a new perspective of the city and somehow always end up in another square buzzing with excitement.
The magical city of San Miguel de Allende. Colorful buildings, patina on the walls, cobblestone streets, and the rooftops are what made me fall in love with this place. The first night we got in, we walked straight to the heart of the city center where the iconic cathedral sits. Despite being late at night, Mariachi bands were playing in the square and we hopped into a traditional restaurant. Little did we know that this meal would put me on an obsessive journey to search for the best pozole I could get my hands on for the remainder of our trip.
The desert was calling me and so we went. A spontaneous trip out to nowhereland dangerously near the border of Mexico. We found a property 2 hours SW of Marfa, which ended up being the house of my dreams. On 200 acres of land, a small trailer home with a perfect porch sits smack dab in the middle, surrounded by the mountains of the Chihuahuan desert. With not a soul in sight for miles all around, you can really get lost in the sheer beauty of nature and your own wandering thoughts. Our puppies came with us for a long weekend getaway, and all we brought were stacks of books, oil paints, and all 4 of my cameras.
4 years into being together and I finally got to show Anthony the country I grew up in. We visited both of my grandparents, went ramen shop hopping, watched the cherry blossoms bloom and fall, and hiked through the Kiso Valley between two historic postal towns where all of the shops close their doors by 4 PM.
Scenes from Marfa. Desert meets artist community meets star gazing paradise. We spent a relaxing weekend here for Anthony's birthday. Here are some of my favorite things to do when I go out west. We enjoyed some local beer at a brewery facing the mountains in Alpine, sipped on wine in our beautiful airbnb while observing the paintings around the house, cuddled in a safari tent with heated blankets in the chilly desert, saw a heard of havalinas, and had a romantic dinner at Al Campo surrounded by Jesus candles.
Marriage is an interesting thing. Everyone has their own strong views on it, but they all seem so different from one another. Growing up, I was very adamant on never getting married. I didn't want to be tied down and I believed that there was nobody out there that wouldn't bore me after three months. All of that changed when Anthony came into the picture. In the first few weeks of dating him, I knew we were meant to be. My initial memories with him are bitter sweet, as we learned to compromise and understand each other. For me, it was a roller coaster ride of being high in love and drowning in tears. For him, it was frustration towards not being able to understand my feelings. Almost three years have gone by since then, and despite the fact that my emotions are more stable, I love him even more. We're best friends, and have the time of our lives raising our two cute pups.