West Coast
Beach, please.
I grew up on the Golden Coast, and no matter where I am, nothing makes me feel more at home than being at the beach. The Pacific Ocean tides crashing at my feet, drowning me in refreshing coolness and familiar kisses. From San Diego to LA to San Luis Obispo to San Francisco, I never go a trip without seeing the ocean.
I've been rewatching and critiquing every travel vlog I've ever made, and here's the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Mosque-turned-cathedrals, Moorish castles, Roman bridges, and architectural history galore in the beautiful historic region of Andalusia.
A sunny morning spent admiring Manueline architecture in the monastery where Portuguese egg tarts were invented.
Sashimi to gorge on, animals to pet, videos games to play, and pedestrian streets to fall in love with all over again.
Seafood donburi, scallops, cremia ice cream, fresh milk products… Hokkaido was a foodie paradise.
Having spent most of my life in California, I feel like I don’t even truly understand what the color green looks like. But up north, Washington had some of the most vibrant, lush, and impossibly green trees I’ve ever seen.