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I'm a 37-year old Seattle girl who was bitten by the travel bug on my first tour of Europe in 2004. This personal blog follows my attempts to visit as many countries as I can, as often as my budget will allow. Since starting this blog in 2007, I've also worked as a freelance copywriter for an online travel publication. This only served to add even more must-see locations to my already extended list.
Follow me as I try to balance "real life" with exploring the world, all while trying to conquer a wickedly ironic case of homesickness.



6.10.12

Vegas escape

When you live in a place known for its green,
the desert is a beautiful change of pace:







Furthermore,
too many people think Las Vegas is reserved
solely for those looking for debauchery.

I respectfully disagree.
You just have to look a little closer.





19.9.12

My perfect year

January - April:
Sydney, NSW, Australia





May - September:
London, England





September - December:
New York City, USA




24.8.12

Regent Street, London

One of the first European architectural gems I ever encountered firsthand was Regent Street in London. My naive 24-year old self rode an urban subway for the very first time, alighted at Piccadilly Circus, and emerged underneath the most grand, breathtaking curve of street I'd ever seen in my life.

I've since been introduced to many other architectural wonders around the world, but Regent Street will always hold a special place in my heart.

Regent Street from Sam Scott-Hunter on Vimeo.

9.7.12

Expedia's Find Yours

I think real travelers must have created the new Expedia ad campaign,
because it's perfect.

For the passion of travelers everywhere:

11.6.12

Shouting love

I realize the cheese factor of this post might be immense,
and that I have some British readers that might have different views.

But there is little doubt around the world that 2012 belongs to Great Britain,
and the entire Commonwealth should be proud of the Jubilee song, "Sing".

The lyrics are awesome, but the collaboration is even better.



Some words they can’t be spoken, only sung
So hear a thousand voices shouting love

There’s a place, there’s a time
In this life when you sing what you are feeling
Find your feet, stand your ground
Don’t you see
Right now the world is listening to what we say

Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight

To sing we’ve had a lifetime to wait
And see a thousand faces celebrate

You brought hope, you brought light
Conquered fear, it wasn’t always easy
Stood your ground, kept your faith
Don’t you see
Right now the world is listening to what we say

Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight

Some words they can’t be spoken only sung
To hear a thousand voices shouting love
And light and hope

Just sing
Come all and sing

Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight

Hear a thousand voices shouting love

8.4.12

Sky Three's "The Tube"

For those who also suffer from raging Anglo fever,
Sky Three's "The Tube" documentary will...well...
it'll make it a lot worse.

But it's fascinating!

Be sure to watch the entire series.



9.3.12

England in film: Pride and Prejudice

One of my absolute favourite England movie moments:
Pride and Prejudice (2005)

I literally get lost in this scene
every single time I see it.

It's filmed at Stanage Edge in Derbyshire.
I haven't been there yet,
but I will...someday.

6.3.12

London Olympics


Photo courtesy of Reuters/Andrew Winning


I can't decide if seeing my favourite city on the TV every day for several weeks is going to be exciting and comforting or heartbreaking and frustrating. I have already decided, however, that I'm glad I don't have to deal with the melee and the crowds of the games. London just wouldn't be right with so many people about, and rush hour on the Tube is irritating enough already.

The one exception, however, is the Opening Ceremony. I would love to magically appear in East London for that show and quickly leave as soon as it was over.

Haven't we invented teleportation yet?

5.2.12

Misplaced

The body’s memory is amazing.

We've had some uncharacteristically beautiful weather here in Seattle the last few days. Crystal clear blue skies and bright sunshine are reminding everyone that the gloom of winter will eventually end, and it feels wonderful.

It's a double-edged sword for me, however. We’ve spent nearly every May for the last eight years in some part of England. Now, whenever the sun starts to break through the dreariness and I begin to recall the hope of spring, I ache to return to England even more than usual.


To say I miss it doesn’t begin to do it justice. It’s a physical yearning, making me feel unsettled and misplaced at home. I'm supposed to be there. Spring is coming, and spring isn't Seattle. Spring is aging castles and red phone booths, chalky cliffs and rapeseed fields, art museums and afternoon tea, buskers on the South Bank and running to catch the Tube, eating way too many fish and chips and dodging rainstorms... I miss it horribly, like an old friend.

How is it that a place can break your heart?
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