So, when I’m in the States my mom and I watch House Hunters and House Hunters International. If you don’t know, they’re shows about people who are, well, hunting for a house. You follow them as they’re shown three homes, and then at the end they tell you which one they’ve chosen.
I find these shows fascinating. I love hearing their wish list for their new home, and then watching them choose something that’s exactly the opposite. My mom and I love guessing which one they’re going to pick. We yell at the screen as if it were a playoff game. And who doesn’t love peeking inside people’s homes – especially overseas?
I’m Miss Expatria, the Internet’s leading enabler of travel addiction! But my real name is Christine, and I grew up on the Jers…
Sure, everybody knows Paris. People swoon when you say Paris. But even the French Riviera – which in my experience is the thing that people know the most after Paris – is not nearly as touristed as the many cities in Italy that people feel they “must see”
I just spent the most hallucinatory three hours getting back to Mandrione from Trastevere. Here are some things I witnessed:
In no particular order; more coming soon:
There is something about the green of Rome that is so appealing to me.
I was mesmerized by the icebergs in Antarctica- each unique like a snowflake.
Sure – they smell…badly – but I found the odor pretty easy to overlook in light of their general adorableness.
First rule of ‘Kayak Club’ in Antarctica is that you are not late to kayak club meetings. The second rule of kayak club is that you ARE NOT late to kayak club meetings.
I had made up my mind, I wasn’t going to do it. Nope. Not doing it.