What Does Rest Even Look Like?! My First Monday in Amsterdam

As much as I talked about rest, and being excited about it...day 4 here in Amsterdam and I realized that I have no idea how to actually rest. Like... what do you mean I have an extra 8 hours to myself in the middle of the day now?! What do you mean that my weekends are just like my weekdays?! Wait, can I just watch an extra 8 hrs of netflix??? just kidding... (but in my defense, Netflix in Europe has shows and movies out that aren't airing yet in the US.) So this weekend I literally stressed about how I was going to rest. 

Taking My Sabbatical (Rest)

I officially jumped into "unemployment" this week. I put that in quotes because 1) I'm not officially done with my job just yet. There's still some close out things that need to be taken care of next week, but technically my desk is no longer mine. And 2) because apparently another adult term for unemployment is ... sabbatical.

Swimming with Sharks: the truth behind the pictures

Every new year or birthday I tell myself that this is it, i'm going to blog more consistently. And then life throws you into work and (mostly) netflix tv shows and creativity takes a back seat.  So this post is wayyyy over due but I wanted to share my experience swimming with sharks in Durban before the whole thing becomes more fuzzy and I start making up how brave I was. Because after all, better late than never, amiright??

(also can I please get some claps for "re-starting" this blog again for like the tenth time??) 

Trollin the Trumpers

Yesterday in NYC there was  a protest against Trump's recent immigration ban. Being that the protest was near me, I really had no excuse to not join... so I joined. Then when I came back home, I opened up facebook and saw that the protest was trending news. I clicked, and lo and behold, one of the first things to pop up was a Fox video clip of the protest in DC. I tried to X out as quickly as I could but then my eyes wouldn't stop wandering over to the comments section.... because seriously, it's like you know something is bad for you and that just makes you want to do it even more. And let me just say... I had a blast and even learned some things.
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Why the Hell I'm Still in NYC

I think that everyone who comes to live in NYC can't help but at one point think to themselves... Why the hell am i here?

Sure, NYC sounds like an amazing place to live with all of its lights and glory (don't be deceived) but it's a tough place to live and every once in a while it  can really make you question your entire existence and why you decided to move to a city full of people and rats the size of cats and roaches the size of rats.

Dear America, We Deserved Trump and You Know It.

FYI: I usually don't talk politics on the internet because I don't feel qualified enough... but given that Trump just became president elect and he clearly has no experience, I feel more than qualified enough now to write a blog post on American politics. That, and I at least have my masters in public policy.... #overqualified

Dear America,

Now that its almost been 24 hours since I've had time to listen to others and reflect, I just want to know.... What. the. fuck. did. you. do. ?!

Less than 24 Hours in Niagara Falls

I've wanted to go to Niagara Falls for awhile.... I'm not sure why the Falls trumps places like Vegas or some other fun party city (well, maybe because i act like I'm 80) but if I've learned anything during these past couple of years, it's to always take opportunities and just go with it.

So when the perfect weekend window showed up and the weather was supposed to amazing, my friend and I thought, "why the hell not? we don't got no kids, we don't got no homework, and we don't got no responsibilities." She had points to help break the cost of a rental car and we had some $$ for a hotel room.... so... carpe diem, am i right?