Musings of a wanderluster.

I've reached that horrible clichéd point in my life where I have absolutely no idea where I'll be going, or what I'll be doing. ...

Ok. So I know that this is a travel blog, and I should be writing about my anticipation for my European Christmas holiday escapades. But I s...

A few months ago, my mother flew home from Europe two weeks earlier than intended. Why on earth would you want to cut what promised to be an...

Barceloneta: view from the Teleferic de Montjuic (cable car) The amount of time it has taken me to write an entry about my trip to Barce...

Ah, the life of a student. Broke and bound to the confines of your charming-yet-tiny-and-claustrophobic university town by none other than t...