October is, as a rule, my favorite month of the year! The crisp leaves, the cooler weather, all the festivities and spookiness… and of course my birthday! After a very eventful past few weeks, this October didn’t disappoint!
Here we are not only at the end of September, but nearly halfway through October! Life, as you might assume, has been a bit full and wild. But I’m glad I’m squeezing this post in here, as I always enjoy the process of slowing down and looking at the month that was.
Before summer has completely left the air, before everyone’s out here crunching leaves and downing pumpkin spice lattes… I thought I would share my August recap 🙂 For me, August was a month of polar opposites. I jetted off on a great trip to the pacific northwest, before coming home to bury myself in the library. Here’s everything I got up to in August…
Well, June is gone… we’re into summer at last, and I’m actually in one place for a bit! After the craziness of my 2.5 months of travel (to England, Nepal, and Maine – yes a somewhat random assortment of places, I know), I was so ready to just nest for a bit. That was my goal for June and I (kinda sorta) managed to stay put!
Looking back, it is hard to believe how many places I was and how much happened in May. I traveled a TON – early in the month I returned to the USA from my trip abroad to the UK and Nepal. But the travel continued stateside as I traveled throughout the USA. The highs were matched with a significant low: the passing of my beloved Grandfather. This was definitely a sobering month and I’m still absorbing everything that’s happened.
April was a thrilling and life changing month. From the streets of London to the fells of the Lake District, from chats over Thai food in Bristol with an old roommate, to new friends in the expansive valleys and mountains of Nepal. It was a wild month. Looking back I want to relive it again and again, but at the same time it’s made me so excited for future adventures to come. Read on to see what exactly I got up to in this month of travel!
We’re sitting down to an Indian buffet, tucked away on a side street in Chester, England, when the manager comes over to us. He’s got a sheepish look on his face and I already know what he’s going to ask. “So your accent,” he begins. “Are you from… the USA?” Dan and I make eye contact and I smile, before nodding, and clarifying “Michigan.” I’ve only been back in the U.K. for a week, so the questions like this don’t bother me yet.