The funny thing that I’ve learned from my travels is that its often the people who’ve lived in a city their whole lives, that still haven’t done the “top activities” that other tourists have. My most recent trip to Victoria truly showed I am not exempt from this phenomenon. Cue: travel agent Linda (aka my mother).
This DYI gift/recipe is almost 0% effort, but will make you look more competent in the Martha Stewart department (what we’ve all been dreaming of, I’m sure). It’s so simple I don’t even want to call it a true “DYI recipe”.
This beautiful Gulf Island is uber accessible from Crofton, Victoria, or Tsawwassen Bay, making it a no brainer weekend getaway for many people in BC. Here’s what we found to be the “must do’s” to fit in over a weekend on stunning Salt Spring
Over the past year I’ve grown more and more interested in how we help our environment. If you’ve ever tried doing this, you may have encountered the “overwhelming sense of doom” that I did. Then I discovered a few bloggers that showed me how much we as individuals can do to help the environment more so than just using our own shopping bags at the grocery store and reusable water bottles.
Although I’d been to Europe a few times before, pretty early on I had a realization: Europe is one big juxtaposition. Maybe I only realized this now because in Germany it seems to be a lot more heightened, but I was super curious about how so many cultural factors on this beloved continent were… opposites. Here’s what I mean...
This past Wednesday I had my 23rd birthday, which was a self-celebration that made me have a few “aha” moments. When I thought about what I wanted to do this year to celebrate my day, I went through a plethora of possibilities. I could host a BBQ, go out in the city, invite friends out for dinner, the list goes on. But honestly, every time I thought about planning one of these options, my introverted brain got SUPER stressed out. I mean… just exhausted thinking about it.
Its that time of year again! I’m guessing I’m not the only one that has an annual closet purge, and honestly, I usually bask in it. There’s something that feels so good to me about decluttering and starting fresh, but this year was different.