I've said it before and I'll say it again; “youth hostels” were given the wrong name. A near homophone-call away from “hostile,” I understand if they conjure visions of Harry Potter’s under the staircase shât-aeu, pardon my French. However, the typical environment found at youth hostels is anything but hostile."
Hello and thank you for choosing That Blonde Vagabond as your trusted travel guide! Hands down South East Asia (SEA) is the region I get the most questions about... or maybe I should say hands raised this is the region I get asked the most questions about. Since my departure I've guided two friends through [...]
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 [...]
"After five summers I traded burgers and fries for brand new skies"
Hi there! I think it’s time I answer the most important question facing our world: “Are we human? Or are we dancer?” Just kidding obviously that's a rhetorical question. (Dancer duh.) But! Speaking of Human and The Killers, the real question: Would I survive a zombie apocalypse? (Whether you want tutu admit it or not, [...]
Grab your airplane bottles because it's time for the second installment of, "Around the World in 80 pints: Leaving America Addition"
As I continue to ramble down the road, I'm realizing (being told) I'm not like everyone else. Who knew? And I thought everyone traveling was a pittakionophobic who couldn't wink...
Since I am now a traveler of both time and space, allow me to take y'all on a journey back in time: it's January 2016 and like a neglected carton of milk shoved in the back of the fridge, my allotted time to live in the cozy college bubble is about to expire. I have no plans once I'm tossed from this pseudo adult wonderland. Past internships experience? Zilch. Job applications filled out? Zero. Clues I had? Znone.
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 [...]