notes from the road

I’m ever always… 

surrounded by germans

hungry

eating : )

homesick

feeling like i don’t have enough time

walking barefoot

laughing

going to the grocery store

checking my email

head over heels in love with my family and friends

sarcastic

writing on my laptop

comforted by walking arm in arm with a friend

laying by the beach admiring the freezing cold water

shy

making beds, folding sheets, and cleaning toilets

cringing when kiwi’s say they have to go to the “toilet”

feeling blessed to have this amazing opportunity

without a plan

drinking tea

laying in a hammock

feeling a little bit all alone on the other side of the world

reading

a spontaneity junkie

looking up at a night sky that doesn’t have the big dipper 

singing

confused by which way i need to look when i cross the street

talking in my sleep

a little bit nuts

filled with hope