About Author: Kristina

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Posts by Kristina

  • It’s a liberating thought. Tantalizing even. You’ve got a house and a mortgage and a car and maybe a kid or a dog and a job. You have a whole life somewhere. But the thought of selling everything, packing a suitcase and moving far away.. maybe it crosses your mind sometimes. To leave all you know behind. To start anew. To experience life on the […]

    On Selling Everything and Moving Away

    It’s a liberating thought. Tantalizing even. You’ve got a house and a mortgage and a car and maybe a kid or a dog and a job. You have a whole life somewhere. But the thought of selling everything, packing a suitcase and moving far away.. maybe it crosses your mind sometimes. To leave all you know behind. To start anew. To experience life on the […]

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  • So I’m in the Northern part of Argentina, with a bag holding my sunscreen, some Argentine pesos, my binoculars and a pear. And I’m on a bus to Brazil, apparently, though I don’t know if they will let me in. Theoretically, this bus will take me to the Brazilian side of the Iguazu falls. Theoretically. And I say theoretically because at this rate I am […]

    From Argentina to Brazil, hopefully.

    So I’m in the Northern part of Argentina, with a bag holding my sunscreen, some Argentine pesos, my binoculars and a pear. And I’m on a bus to Brazil, apparently, though I don’t know if they will let me in. Theoretically, this bus will take me to the Brazilian side of the Iguazu falls. Theoretically. And I say theoretically because at this rate I am […]

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  • Buenos Aires. Eye-rays, is what I tell my English speaking brain. Not Air-Ees, Eye-Rays.  There is something about this place that I can’t put my finger on. We’ve been here a month, and still the city seems to shift, to change. It changes by the time of the day, by the day of the week, almost as the staircases in Hogwarts upend and revise direction, […]

    On the ground in Buenos Aires

    Buenos Aires. Eye-rays, is what I tell my English speaking brain. Not Air-Ees, Eye-Rays.  There is something about this place that I can’t put my finger on. We’ve been here a month, and still the city seems to shift, to change. It changes by the time of the day, by the day of the week, almost as the staircases in Hogwarts upend and revise direction, […]

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  • So let's just pick up where we left off, shall we?

    Warsaw for the win.

    So let's just pick up where we left off, shall we?

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  • First off, let's make something clear. I haven't been away. I've just been lazy.

    A Welsh-English Camper-Van New Years.

    First off, let's make something clear. I haven't been away. I've just been lazy.

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  • Since my day-to-day life right now is about as exciting as finding old nacho chips under your couch cushion, let's talk about my bus trip to Poland. Because Poland, for me, was one of the most unexpected gems I've ever happened upon.

    Bussing from Vilnius to Warsaw

    Since my day-to-day life right now is about as exciting as finding old nacho chips under your couch cushion, let's talk about my bus trip to Poland. Because Poland, for me, was one of the most unexpected gems I've ever happened upon.

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  • I don't know about you, but I love me a good castle. So let's talk castles.

    On Meat & Onions and Castles on Lakes: Finding Trakai Castle, Lithuania

    I don't know about you, but I love me a good castle. So let's talk castles.

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  • So instead of flying to London, I seem to have found myself on the way to Lithuania instead. Life, my friends, is rad like that.

    Onwards, to Lithuania!

    So instead of flying to London, I seem to have found myself on the way to Lithuania instead. Life, my friends, is rad like that.

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  • Sometimes the biggest adventure does not involve booking a flight and leaving. Sometimes the biggest adventure involves staying exactly where you are.

    How the Flight I Never Took Changed My Life

    Sometimes the biggest adventure does not involve booking a flight and leaving. Sometimes the biggest adventure involves staying exactly where you are.

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