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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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Oh hey! Fancy seeing you here. Haven’t been as active on this account in a while as I would have liked to be. Call it a lack of creativity, inspiration, motivation… I’m working on finding each of those again in this space. I’ve been on the road a lot over the last year, and I’m ready to share it all ✈️✨
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Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
Only took until September to get an Irish summer but when the sun finally came out you bet the first thing I did was run to the hills 🥾
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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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London in bloom 🌼
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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
Summers at Kilruddery House are straight out of a storybook ✨
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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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Counting down the days til I’m reunited with my EF Morocco girlies, cruising the Nile in Egypt 🐪 🌴 @efultimatebreak just dropped 20+ new trips… AND they’re on sale now! I’m eyeing up that new trip to Jordan because, well 👀 Why travel with EF? ★ You’ll make new friends! EF trips are for ages 18-35. ★ You can book now, pay later! Interest-free payment plans mean you can pay over time ★ And finally, just show up! Take the stress out of travel - everything is planned for you. Check out the link in my bio to get booking ✈️ #ultimateambassador #thisisultimate
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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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Wherefore art thou Romeo? Letters to Juliet has long been one of my favourite romantic comedies. Perhaps because I’m a sucker for Shakespeare. At its heart, it is a story about love - how it can be found when it is least expected, how it is never too late. When I visited Verona last year, I had no idea that the letters were real. That they weren’t a clever Hallmark concept conceived in a Hollywood writers room, but that people flock annually to Verona to leave their heart on a slip of paper, sharing their own stories of romance and heartache. That these letters are collected by a real guild of volunteers who call themselves the secretaries of Juliet, who answer every single one. And that the club opens their doors to those interested. Determined to have my own Letters to Juliet moment, I reached out asking if I could stop by when I was in town. It took quite a while to find the secretaries’ headquarters, tucked away on a cobbled lane in the old city. I was met by a kind woman who immediately handed me a box full of recent English letters. “Answer anything you like, whatever speaks to you,” she said. So I sat down at the table and began to read. It was surreal, to look through a window at a complete stranger’s life. They wrote of their joy in the love they had found. They wrote of their pain in the love they had lost. They opened up to Juliet, sharing their most intimate thoughts. Asking for advice, offering words of hope. I knew as I read that there were some experiences I could not answer, some better left for someone who could. But I saw myself in some of the letters. I chose one, picked up a piece of stationary and began to write. I don’t know if my words will resonate, if they gave the advice that person was looking for. I suppose, in a way, I wrote what I needed to hear. But there was no feeling in the world like signing that letter Juliet. The immortal weight of that moniker I’m not sure I deserved. But perhaps we are all Juliet in a way. The hopeless romantics who seek to share the world through the most human of experiences. So if you’re visiting Verona, don’t forget the Club di Giulietta. Maybe even answer a letter or two. Love, Juliet ♥️
Wherefore art thou Romeo? Letters to Juliet has long been one of my favourite romantic comedies. Perhaps because I’m a sucker for Shakespeare. At its heart, it is a story about love - how it can be found when it is least expected, how it is never too late. When I visited Verona last year, I had no idea that the letters were real. That they weren’t a clever Hallmark concept conceived in a Hollywood writers room, but that people flock annually to Verona to leave their heart on a slip of paper, sharing their own stories of romance and heartache. That these letters are collected by a real guild of volunteers who call themselves the secretaries of Juliet, who answer every single one. And that the club opens their doors to those interested. Determined to have my own Letters to Juliet moment, I reached out asking if I could stop by when I was in town. It took quite a while to find the secretaries’ headquarters, tucked away on a cobbled lane in the old city. I was met by a kind woman who immediately handed me a box full of recent English letters. “Answer anything you like, whatever speaks to you,” she said. So I sat down at the table and began to read. It was surreal, to look through a window at a complete stranger’s life. They wrote of their joy in the love they had found. They wrote of their pain in the love they had lost. They opened up to Juliet, sharing their most intimate thoughts. Asking for advice, offering words of hope. I knew as I read that there were some experiences I could not answer, some better left for someone who could. But I saw myself in some of the letters. I chose one, picked up a piece of stationary and began to write. I don’t know if my words will resonate, if they gave the advice that person was looking for. I suppose, in a way, I wrote what I needed to hear. But there was no feeling in the world like signing that letter Juliet. The immortal weight of that moniker I’m not sure I deserved. But perhaps we are all Juliet in a way. The hopeless romantics who seek to share the world through the most human of experiences. So if you’re visiting Verona, don’t forget the Club di Giulietta. Maybe even answer a letter or two. Love, Juliet ♥️
Wherefore art thou Romeo? Letters to Juliet has long been one of my favourite romantic comedies. Perhaps because I’m a sucker for Shakespeare. At its heart, it is a story about love - how it can be found when it is least expected, how it is never too late. When I visited Verona last year, I had no idea that the letters were real. That they weren’t a clever Hallmark concept conceived in a Hollywood writers room, but that people flock annually to Verona to leave their heart on a slip of paper, sharing their own stories of romance and heartache. That these letters are collected by a real guild of volunteers who call themselves the secretaries of Juliet, who answer every single one. And that the club opens their doors to those interested. Determined to have my own Letters to Juliet moment, I reached out asking if I could stop by when I was in town. It took quite a while to find the secretaries’ headquarters, tucked away on a cobbled lane in the old city. I was met by a kind woman who immediately handed me a box full of recent English letters. “Answer anything you like, whatever speaks to you,” she said. So I sat down at the table and began to read. It was surreal, to look through a window at a complete stranger’s life. They wrote of their joy in the love they had found. They wrote of their pain in the love they had lost. They opened up to Juliet, sharing their most intimate thoughts. Asking for advice, offering words of hope. I knew as I read that there were some experiences I could not answer, some better left for someone who could. But I saw myself in some of the letters. I chose one, picked up a piece of stationary and began to write. I don’t know if my words will resonate, if they gave the advice that person was looking for. I suppose, in a way, I wrote what I needed to hear. But there was no feeling in the world like signing that letter Juliet. The immortal weight of that moniker I’m not sure I deserved. But perhaps we are all Juliet in a way. The hopeless romantics who seek to share the world through the most human of experiences. So if you’re visiting Verona, don’t forget the Club di Giulietta. Maybe even answer a letter or two. Love, Juliet ♥️
Wherefore art thou Romeo? Letters to Juliet has long been one of my favourite romantic comedies. Perhaps because I’m a sucker for Shakespeare. At its heart, it is a story about love - how it can be found when it is least expected, how it is never too late. When I visited Verona last year, I had no idea that the letters were real. That they weren’t a clever Hallmark concept conceived in a Hollywood writers room, but that people flock annually to Verona to leave their heart on a slip of paper, sharing their own stories of romance and heartache. That these letters are collected by a real guild of volunteers who call themselves the secretaries of Juliet, who answer every single one. And that the club opens their doors to those interested. Determined to have my own Letters to Juliet moment, I reached out asking if I could stop by when I was in town. It took quite a while to find the secretaries’ headquarters, tucked away on a cobbled lane in the old city. I was met by a kind woman who immediately handed me a box full of recent English letters. “Answer anything you like, whatever speaks to you,” she said. So I sat down at the table and began to read. It was surreal, to look through a window at a complete stranger’s life. They wrote of their joy in the love they had found. They wrote of their pain in the love they had lost. They opened up to Juliet, sharing their most intimate thoughts. Asking for advice, offering words of hope. I knew as I read that there were some experiences I could not answer, some better left for someone who could. But I saw myself in some of the letters. I chose one, picked up a piece of stationary and began to write. I don’t know if my words will resonate, if they gave the advice that person was looking for. I suppose, in a way, I wrote what I needed to hear. But there was no feeling in the world like signing that letter Juliet. The immortal weight of that moniker I’m not sure I deserved. But perhaps we are all Juliet in a way. The hopeless romantics who seek to share the world through the most human of experiences. So if you’re visiting Verona, don’t forget the Club di Giulietta. Maybe even answer a letter or two. Love, Juliet ♥️
Wherefore art thou Romeo? Letters to Juliet has long been one of my favourite romantic comedies. Perhaps because I’m a sucker for Shakespeare. At its heart, it is a story about love - how it can be found when it is least expected, how it is never too late. When I visited Verona last year, I had no idea that the letters were real. That they weren’t a clever Hallmark concept conceived in a Hollywood writers room, but that people flock annually to Verona to leave their heart on a slip of paper, sharing their own stories of romance and heartache. That these letters are collected by a real guild of volunteers who call themselves the secretaries of Juliet, who answer every single one. And that the club opens their doors to those interested. Determined to have my own Letters to Juliet moment, I reached out asking if I could stop by when I was in town. It took quite a while to find the secretaries’ headquarters, tucked away on a cobbled lane in the old city. I was met by a kind woman who immediately handed me a box full of recent English letters. “Answer anything you like, whatever speaks to you,” she said. So I sat down at the table and began to read. It was surreal, to look through a window at a complete stranger’s life. They wrote of their joy in the love they had found. They wrote of their pain in the love they had lost. They opened up to Juliet, sharing their most intimate thoughts. Asking for advice, offering words of hope. I knew as I read that there were some experiences I could not answer, some better left for someone who could. But I saw myself in some of the letters. I chose one, picked up a piece of stationary and began to write. I don’t know if my words will resonate, if they gave the advice that person was looking for. I suppose, in a way, I wrote what I needed to hear. But there was no feeling in the world like signing that letter Juliet. The immortal weight of that moniker I’m not sure I deserved. But perhaps we are all Juliet in a way. The hopeless romantics who seek to share the world through the most human of experiences. So if you’re visiting Verona, don’t forget the Club di Giulietta. Maybe even answer a letter or two. Love, Juliet ♥️
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I’m a twenty-something professional wanderluster penning my experience living and traveling abroad. My great love affair with the world began when I studied abroad in Rome. After graduation I moved abroad on a gap year to Ireland, fell in love and never came home. I went on to study in Scotland and now am back working in Dublin! Follow along as this Michigan girl finds her place in the world.

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