culture · love · travel

WanderLust (or Love), a Curly-American Walks into a Spaniard Bar… (Segunda Parte)

"Another round?" Shamelessly, I wanted to visit with Enrique again and of course claim my 3rd glass of his velvety port. 
"Guapa. You are having fun?"
Call me guapa one more time, I thought mischievously. "Yes! And I'm going dancing with you tonight!" His eyes widened as he smiled. "Bryan me invita!" I explained in my broken Spanish.

experiences · self · travel

Hit Reset, Take a Break, But NEVER Quit

Between today and my last post, it's been 3 months! I have visited Montego Bay, Jamaica... Toronto, Canada... Condado, Puerto Rico... London, UK... and La Habana Vieja, Cuba... to name a few. I have also relocated to Chicago, IL from Dallas, TX. A lot has transpired during my hiatus. And as much as I will… Continue reading Hit Reset, Take a Break, But NEVER Quit