About Me

Uptown Girl

Uptown Girl

Back in June 2011 I made my first solo trip out to New York City from Lafayette, Indiana to interview for a weird, sketchy job and look at apartments with a weird, sketchy broker. This is how every NYC story starts, right? With a roommate who was a student and myself not quite the young professional I hoped to be at that point (aka I did not have a job) we were under quite the budget for our first set of NYC digs. Although I expressed interest in at least seeing a few places in our budget downtown, I knew it would be highly unlikely we could get a 2 bedroom, kitchen, living area, and bathroom in unit in the East Village, West Village, or anything in-between. After a dismal attempt I quickly asked my broker to take me uptown. After looking and not pulling the trigger (with that creep, no thanks), I went back to Indiana, got hooked up with a family friend as a broker (clutch game time decision), brought my sister/roomie with me and WENT HAM LOOKING FOR AN APARTMENT UPTOWN. UWS, UES, Harlem, Columbus Circle—you name it, we saw it. In the end we landed on a small 2 bedroom, 5 story walk up on E 78th Street. It was basically what you would think off as a first NYC apartment. But, hey, the bathroom was in unit so we were happy.

Mano y Mano

Mano y Mano

As the pilot announced our initial landing into Havana, I opened my window and couldn’t help to get emotional. I was excited, it was a dream come true to finally visit Cuba, but still the tears that started to well up in my eyes took me by surprise. I joke that I am as much a citizen of the world as I am a citizen of America. I say joke, because who seriously is like “Yo, my citizenship is to the world.” Kind of pretentious, no? But my feeling for Cuba is truly a feeling of being a citizen with no borders.

Realizing Things

Realizing Things

When I first thought of starting a travel blog I did it because I felt like I needed a hobby. My day in and day out is pretty predictable and I just wanted something to help me unwind at the end of the day; something to look forward to.  Reliving my travels helps me do that. I never thought of actually being nervous to put writing out there in the universe. Honestly, I have always thought of myself as a bogus writer. It is something I have always been self-conscious about, so when I hit publish on my first blog post a sense of panic came over me. Why am I even doing this,  I wondered, everyone is going to hate this. Luckily the people around me were super supportive and into it. I have lost some followers which I strangely feel ashamed about. Did I annoy people that actually know me so much that they couldn’t handle and unfollowed? But then I snap out of it because in the end no one needs to listen or read or follow, this was all put together for me. It is mine and I try to make it what I want it to be. I am happy more and more people are joining the ride.