Tag: reykjavik
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Chapter 8: Northern Attitude
All of February seemed to be dusted with the iridescent sparkle of new beginnings. This sweet month embraced me with my greatest European dream: Venice. Tying my hair in a blue headscarf and soaking up the sun-rays (with which I haven’t felt in eons) made it very difficult NOT to romanticize the experience. I wish…
Drops of Jupiter 