The yellow busses are rolling and the brown bags packing, it's back to school time. Buckle up Buttercups because boy do I have a story about what happened over my summer break. A tad early in the semester to call in sick, so I'll have to tell y'all over a different type of cold, ice … Continue reading Striving for the A from The School of Rock (3)
Barcelona, a vibrant, thriving, treasurous spot meant for delighting the mind. This pandora's box carefully, creatively-crafted, by Catalan hand has perfectly aged. The city vibe shines like your grandmother vintage glittering gown so fair, mixed with a modern flair, stealing the show at the grand masquerade ball of life. An aficionado of alliteration I am, … Continue reading Valencia, you make my heart beat in rhyme
¡Hola familia y amigos! It's time to answer the million euro question, "where in the world is Rita?" I last left y'all in Brighton, England where I could have spent my days running with the British Bulldogs forever. Yet in my effort to live the endless summer, it was time to channel my inner Parrothead … Continue reading Barcelona, I still long to hold ya
After returning from my semester abroad I was often asked, "How was studying in London?" Unbeknown to all, that's a trick question. Just as Steven T & the boys declared in 1998, I was actually located A Little South of Sanity in Brighton, England at the University of Sussex.
London back in the big crumpet.... okay so that's not actually a thing people say but I think we should make it one. Originally I was only planning on staying two nights because I've already spent time in London and there is so much of the world to see in so little time. However, by … Continue reading London, I want to rock ‘n roll all night
Hey you there, yes I'm talking to you.* Grab a brewski (or two) because it's game time, "Around the world in 80 pints: Liverpool addition." The rules are simple, every time a Beatles song is mentioned take a drink! *Must be of legal age in country of residency to play* After Manchester I had a, … Continue reading Liver “dive on in” pool (1)
Ahhh England, oh how I've missed you! A country where as long as the left feels right you know you won't get hit by a double decker bus as you cross the street. So where exactly in the isle of Ello mate did my plane touchdown? None other than Manchester! Why Manchester? Well in my … Continue reading Live from Manchester, it’s stop number 1