I love paris. I LOVE PARIS!! No really I do. This last trip really solidified my love for it, the cold, the rain, the police sirens, pretty much everything about it. Paris felt so familiar this time around, we walked around like we knew where we were. Saint Germain des Pres we met again, thank you Airbnb keeping us away from hotels and into lovely flats. Musee d’Orsay was two blocks away TWO! Jeanette and I checked it out one early morning before heading to Giverny (Monet’s Garden yeaahhh) I was mind blown below you will find some of my favorite pieces, the restaurants weren’t opened but I was able to take pictures, the interior design of them were oh so beautiful.
Eric Kayser bakery was our go to every morning actually anytime during the day, no fucks given. My sister cooked a couple of times but for the most part CARBS CARBS CARBS!
Last year we took a tour bus to Versailles and I loved it, this year we did a tour to Monet’s Garden. Whilst trying to figure out my major in college I always gravitated towards art, Art History was one of my choices as well photography. I really couldn’t pass on the chance to go to Monet’s Garden so I bought the tickets months before our trip. When we got there it was gloomy it had been raining a lot! The Seine river was in the midst of overflowing, with that said we weren’t sure how the weather would be. I’ve gotten so lucky in my travels and haven’t been caught in full rainy days.
I will be breaking up Paris into 2 post since I have a lot of pictures!
Van Gogh Bucket List!
Favorite furniture pieces
Highlights of Morocco:
sidenote: my sister has been obsessed with Morocco since “El Clon” which is a telenovela that came out in 2001. I remember buying the bracelets with connecting rings. ALSO, after watching the Bourne Ultimatum you’d also understand why we’ve gone where we’ve gone.
I am beyond grateful for the places we’ve gone to but Morocco was a shell shock experience and I am happy for everything we have learned from that. Hearing prayer call 5 times a day was incredible.. I am a huge fan of Homeland and those are the little details I remember from the show and to actually be able to experience it meant everything to me.
HELLO! 2016 has been wild and we still have 6 months to go. In May we (my sister Karen, our cousin Sam, and my sister’s friend Jeannette) jetted off to Europe we started in Barcelona, TAPAS, TAPAS, TAPAS!! I usually google till my little chubby fingers are tired but, I did no such thing this time around. I was extremely excited to be traveling period and just wanted to “wing it”.
I think the most memorable thing about this trip was our bonding experience, we laughed SO much to me that was a beauty within itself. Not to diminish all the beauty we encountered or culture it was all there, just not afraid to pick favorites is all.
One thing we started doing during our trip was “3 things you are grateful for about this trip” I think we all realized the importance of how humbling our trip actually was.. My dad always encouraged us to travel if we could. Traveling was never my thing and I have said this before, it is one of those loves that I didn’t expect and I am obsessed with wanting to see the world and all it’s wonders that it has to offer.
ANYWAYS, enough of that! In Barcelona we stayed a block away from Sagrada Familia, FUCK! that place is ridiculous and overwhelming, the amount of detail that is going into it.. jaw dropping. The only reason I gave up on planning out Barcelona was because everything I wanted to do was too far or would take too long, it felt upsetting so winging it seemed like the best choice. I would love to go back and do everything I really wanted to do.
My favorite part about Barcelona was Gothic Quarter! We pretty much found it by luck we weren’t exactly sure where we were going and the next thing you know there we were. There was this ice cream shop that I fell in love with, everything about it’s location and the style was perfection. Another favorite moment was this man and his bubbles!! This is the most genuine moment I’ve experienced in my life (that statement may or may not be an exaggeration but fuck it.) It really made us stop an just enjoy that moment, watching him and the people and kids smiling something so simple made strangers happy.
Point Mugu State Park is located in Malibu (think end of Malibu), and it’s one of my favorite places to hike. Discovered this gem last year and have tried to go any chance I get, it’s quite the drive for me so Spring and Summer are my times to go.
My cousin was in town from San Francisco her sister suggested we go hiking AND me being me told them it was worth it and we would go slow
key words for strenuous. Hiking to me is so second nature at this point that I never really take into consideration other peoples stamina, the kids had a BLAST their mother on the other hand was struggling (love you kay). I had totally forgotten the length of the hike and the elevation(Chumash Trail is the steeper quicker way to the top, which is what we took).. This particular day ended up being SO windy, apparently in Los Angeles it was raining we were so far from it that it didn’t make sense as to why it was so effin windy. Everyone was being such a great sport about it, which is all I could ever ask of anyone.
The views are incredible and worth the struggle, please enjoy:
One of the last things we did in Guatemala was a beach trip!! We didn’t spend that much time at my grandmas because we were always out doing things.. We also planned it that way because nothing scares me more than my grandmas. I will add pictures of her kitchen and the town, my parents both come from Nueva Santa Rosa (they’re not related i’ve asked and they asked their parents before they started dating…)
So here is the thing about my grandmas… her home is very open and there are HUGE spiders and what not, i love the silence and cold showers don’t get me wrong i can rough it out. But there are so many ghost stories that don’t sit well with me and terrify me. With that said the first night I did not sleep and almost caused myself a massive anxiety attack because that’s how my mind rolls.
We spent the last full day at the beach HAWAII in Guatemala WHAT? Seriously it was called Hawaii. We left my grams at like 5am and got to the beach around 9. Not before taking a fucking tiny little canoe with our van on it..we live life on the edge because that shit did not seem safe. Half way my dad was like oh there are piranhas here, so that happened.
We made it to the beach safely and I spent the whole day in the water (minus lunch time) the water was just so warm and clear, the waves weren’t knocking me down for a change. This was by far the best way to start 2016, there was something about that day that made the whole trip extra magical. Sometimes we get so caught up with life and take the little simplest moments for granted.
Without further ado.. here are the images!
(This is my grams stove from like the 1950s which is still being used)
Canal de Chiquimulilla
Can you tell I become obsessive? Also hey distraction
Here we go again. After Pana we headed to Antigua to spend New Years !!!! We checked into our hotel room and my mother and I went for a walk around the town. I couldn’t contain myself and had to get out and stay out as long as possible. I LOVE ANTIGUA! i love everything about it the people, the vibes, the cobblestone, the ruins! This has always been my favorite part about my trips to Guatemala. After our walk I cleaned myself up and we had a delicious dinner in the hotel restaurant then headed out to town.
Antigua, man oh man my new years eve will never be the same after this. EVERYONE gets together parties in the streets marimba playing, the good bye ceremony the grapes for good luck, dancing,fireworks and more fireworks. Just amazing. At midnight the fireworks go off and pretty much don’t stop till mid day!
New years day my sister and I woke up early to walk around take pictures while everyone was still sleeping.. I never sleep during trips it might be the adrenaline it just doesn’t work out for me. After breakfast I did some serious shopping (insert overly excited emoji here)
I’m really grateful for my parents love for their country and my aunt, they always teach us about the history. I think that is also the beauty of it all.
Please enjoy the images, I enjoyed photographing beautiful Antigua.
From the beginning now! We left Los Angeles at 3-4am to do good time…adrenaline that’s what kept us going and tons of coffee. We arrived to Zion at around 1pm we had to figure out how everything worked and shuttles all that lovely stuff, also a HUGE rock had fallen and was blocking one of the hikes I wanted to do so that was a bummer but whatever still want to go back and do Angels landing. Rambling I ramble.. Anyways zion was extremely hot that day 90s hot which we knew and we knew that Bryce would be much cooler so we were well prepared. We hiked to the emerald pools (see pictures below) which was a 3.5 mile hike or so, that was a nice hike to get our feet wet it had its share of good shade which was much appreciated. We weren’t sure where we were going exactly we just went and thankfully didn’t get lost, always a plus. When we arrived to the upper pools it felt like a little oasis we were surrounded by trees, rocks and grand cliffs. After this we had lunch then headed to weeping rock which I will get to on the next post 😁.