Quit your job and follow your dream. 

It’s January and so the title of my post probably seems a little overdone lately, what with all the resolutions mantras and self-help jargon flying around on the web. But in this case it is necessary, because, I have just done the above. I have quit my job and I have left London. Why? To move to Florida and become a writer. I have always wanted to write books, for as long as I remember, but always wanted life and work experience before dedicating myself to it, and now, for many reasons, it is the right time to go for it. The main reason being that ‘the American’ is ready to go back over the pond and this time the long distance thing isn’t going to work, frankly because we are fed up of it. So, I am uprooting once again, as I always seem to do, but this time with a plan, and a man, and a final destination (sort of).


I think it is unrealistic to think that you will completely LOVE every minute of your workday, as even a ‘dream’ job has its tough points. If you have a hobby or interest which fulfills you in your spare time, yet your line of work is completely different, that’s great. Your passion doesn’t have to be your life’s work. I do however believe that if every ounce of your being is calling for you to do something, and that something happens to be a kind of career, then plan wisely and go for it! Of course it will take a lot of work to dive into a creative career, and there is always a risk. Personally, I am not thinking about the worst case scenario, as sometimes you have to dive in head first and know in your heart when the water looks good enough to do so.

My journey is not just about a career change either. It is a culture change, a life change, and a weather change (which is the best bit!) and I am so ready for this next chapter.


Follow me on my journey!

Emily

Postcard from Strasbourg

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Last week we visited Strasbourg in France, and made it our base for a week of wine tasting, visiting spa towns, and living a fairytale in the Black Forest in Germany.

Strasbourg is such a great city. Sitting right on the border of France and Germany, the influence from both countries is really apparent, which was perfect as it meant lots of fine wine and cheese for me, and beers and sausage for him…We were both happy!! We chose Strasbourg as we wanted a quiet week away, somewhere neither of us had thought to go before, and more importantly, NO crowds of tourists!

Strasbourg is a really popular tourist destination over the festive period due to their iconic Christmas markets, and so going at this time of year was perfect. As well as having the usual tourist shops and restaurants, Strasbourg has a really cool vibe, with lots of quirky markets and bars. It is also a real foodie heaven, with over a thousand restaurants and lots of amazing local dishes to try.

Being in France, wine was high on the agenda. We learned so much about French wine over the week, and drove down the wine road of the Alsace, which led us to so many picturesque little towns and vineyards. Highly recommended!

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Here are my favourite things to do in Strasbourg:

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  • Jump on a train from the Gare de Strasbourg and nip into Germany’s Black Forest.
  • Drive through the vineyards on the Alsace wine road and visit as many vineyards as you can fit into a day – or two!

We stayed over in one of the small wine towns called Kaysersberg, which was like something out of a fairytale. We did a wine tasting in the afternoon and had the most amazing romantic dinner later on. The town is deserted by 10pm, so we had a great nights sleep.

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A highly recommended place to visit, and a great base for a week of adventuring. I’ll be posting details of the Black Forest soon, which was my favorite part of the trip!

Go have an adventure!

A little French retreat

I have been off the beaten track to Strasbourg in France for the past week, and have eaten my way through a ridiculous amount of cheese and drank far too much wine! (When in France!). We drove down the wine route of the Alsace, visited magical castles in the Black Forest, and went to Germany’s ancient spas in Baden-Baden. As well as going to town with the fine food and drink in France, I am obsessed with French Pharmacies so I stocked up on all my favourite products too. This was a tricky task as we didn’t have any check in luggage so I had to buy everything under 100ml. It was a case of bulk buying in minature!

I will be sharing all the details of my French/German getaway soon, plus my edit of the best French beauty buys, so stay tuned!

For now, safe travels! Au revoir x


 

The meaning of travel 

Why travel? This is the question I always find myself asking when on one of my self-exploration quests. In these moods it is apparent that I tend to ransack my own life, thread-by-thread, until I can find that single piece of hope; the answer to that one key question: why? Maybe it is because of this feeling that never goes away; the constant need to search, high-and-low, country to country, for the ‘something’ that I feel I need to grab a hold of. This ‘something’ is, I can only describe as, the true essence of life, the meaning of our existence, or quite simply put; myself.

I have always assumed I was a travel lover as it was a means of searching for myself. Through extensive travelling externally, you coincidentally explore internally, and discover more about who you are. Constantly searching to find the place, the people, to where you feel you belong. But as time passes, as it does, I am still in the thick of my exploration and very much still suffering the full feverish symptoms of this travelling ‘bug’ I have always been told I had and yet without any further developments as to this ‘real me’ I have been awaiting to discover. And so I am starting to question the reasons behind my lifestyle choices once again.

It has occurred to me this time, however, that the answer to this question has shifted, and this time it is far less evocative and meditative as my previous answer. This time, I am starting to think that the reason why I travel is a lot more simple, a lot more straight forward, and along much more of a ‘just because’ line of thought. Why travel? To explore the world and its greatness, to grab hold of life, and to spend every second sucking in the earth’s beauty like oxygen. And why? Well, to do the annoying answering a question with a question. Just because: why not?