There is a reason I choose to live my life behind the lens of a camera. Photos are how I relive some of the best moments of my life. Anybody who knows me knows that I am constantly taking pictures of something, whether it be my dog, my coffee, my food, my friends, my family, … More Living My Life Through A Lens
How to say no without feeling bad about it. After being approached by many, many, MANY street performers, vendors, and gypsies, I have learned to say no and to not feel bad about it. No, I do not want your cheap souvenir. No, I do not want your magical basil that you think I so … More Things Europe Taught Me:
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Every family has its own culture. Some families take their genetic origins more seriously than others. (*Cough cough*… insert hand-raising emoji here!) After growing up in a Dutch family, marrying into an obviously Dutch family (hence, “Vande Vegte”), and moving from one intensely Dutch part of Iowa to another, I…
That is the question… If you were to ask me if I am ready to be home, I’m not sure I can accurately answer that question. I am so torn between what I know in my head and what I feel in my heart. I am ready to go home in certain ways, but in … More To Be Ready, Or Not To Be Ready?
Wooden shoes, tulips, windmills, Dutch costumes, poffertjes, stroopwafels, Dutch fronts on buildings….and bikes and canals and people actually speaking Dutch. Coming from a small, Dutch town where I have lived my whole life, I was more than excited to visit the place I have been hearing about for the last 21 years of my life. … More If Ya Ain’t Dutch, Ya Ain’t Much
“It’s always an adventure.” So, we may have taken the phrase “lost in London” a little too seriously..we didn’t really physically get lost..but we were at a loss for what to do within the first couple of hours of being there. We had booked an AirBnb for the weekend to stay in. There were four … More IT’S LONDON, BABY!
I can’t believe that I have been living in Spain for two months already, and that I only have one more month here until I head back home to Iowa. (Speaking of Iowa, there’s a restaurant called ‘Iowa’ in Madrid! What a small, small world.) There have been a couple of times where I’ve felt … More Two Months Down, One To Go