Vive La France, and Leaving London (for Now)

Again, it’s been a long time since my last post- apologies. I’ve been galavanting around Paris and finishing up my junior year. Yup, that’s right, Abroad is just about over. *Begins sobbing* As much as I miss my friends and family in the States, i’ve made some great British friends as well. While i’ve been running around like crazy trying to fit a lifetime’s worth of London into my last few days here, I realized the magnitude of spending a term over 4000 miles away from my family, and over 3000 from my friends back in Boston.

So, in the spirit of reminiscing, I spent last week in Paris with my friend Kie

rsten, and fell in love all over again. Speaking of love, that city is full of it. I mean, couples literally rolling on the ground under the eiffel tower making out, couples making out on the street, couples making out in restaurants, couples making out in bars- okay, we get it, you’re in love! COME UP FOR AIR AND SMELL THE FLOWERS IN THE TUILERIES. I digress. My aversion to PDA aside, Paris was tres magnifique as usual. Wine, beautiful weather and shopping–what more could a girl want?

After Paris I came home (dear lord I just called London home…going to just keep going here), took my final, finished my papers, and took a lovely day trip to Brighton. I LOVE BRIGHTON. Let me tell you, it brought out the inner kid in me.

Bumper cars can be fun between two people, in case you were curious. I also went on a roller coaster that surprisingly spun. Like, can you say Carpe Diem? haha well for me that was carpe diem anyways. Sad, I know. Any who, Brighton is amazing and beautiful and just an all around must see for anyone thinking of visiting the UK.

And now, as I pack up my room and get all emotional (ew, feelings) about leaving this amazing city and even more amazing friends i’ve made here, I realize how quickly time flies. I’m about to drop some wisdom: YOLO really means You Only London Once (shoutout to you Abby), and even though that’s not entirely true, you don’t get to relive the best moments in life, so try to enjoy them if you’re lucky enough to realize they’re happening in the moment.

Today someone asked me to name my favorite place I visited while abroad. That stumped me. I loved just about every city and country I visited. I’m a strong believer in living life while you’re young and having fun. I realized that whether I’m in Jacksonville, Florida (home) hysterically laughing on my best friend’s sister’s floor, or hysterically laughing on a cliff in Scotland, it’s the people that make the places. Had I traveled with anyone else, gone anywhere else, the only thing that matters are the people you’re with. That being said, I’m so grateful for all of these amazing friends I’m bringing back to Boston, and those in London that I know i’ll meet up with sometime/somewhere down the line.

So, as I pack up my room (need to stop procrastinating), watch Will and Kate (the Lifetime Movie) with some of the coolest kids around, I’m smiling despite the ever-growing lump in my throat over leaving this historical magical amazing city of London. I know one day I’ll be back, maybe finally accept the PDA, and find a whole new reason to love the places I’ve been, and the places I will see.

London, you’ve been grand.

I’m off to France and Italy tomorrow until early May, so expect a post sometime around then.

Stay Classy and wear that sunscreen!

XOXO, or as my Brits do, xx

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The Luck of the Irish, Oxford Chaps, a Palace…and another Crawl

WHERE HAS THE TIME GONE?! Okay, sorry for yelling at you, I know, it’s not your fault. It’s not you, it’s me.

Ok I’ll get it together. Reeling it in. Also it’s sinking in that I will be a senior, and only have 1 year of college left with all of you beautiful friends that are reading this in Beantown… which means 1 more year of freedom before the real world… deep breaths.

Now that i’ve recuperated from my minor break down, let’s discuss the amazing adventures of the last days/weeks (really I do not know what time is anymore) since my last post.

I went to Dublin last weekend, explored the neighboring sea town of Howth. Let me tell you, Howth is gorgeous. Beautiful. Friendly people and beautiful views make the city a must-see. Spending time with amazing friends also helped the overall experience. Ireland truly is a magical place.

This weekend I went to Oxford and Blenheim Palace, pretended I was a distant relative of the Churchill family, and that this indeed was my palace. Alas, no one believed me. Apparently a last name of Goldman does not sound British. Who knew?

But let me tell you peeps, this  palace oozes opulence. The chandeleir dripping in crystals from the second story ceiling to eye level of the main floor, the house seems to form around the chandelier. Gorgeous paintings hang in every room lined with plush carpets and gold and silver accents. Even the ceiling in the dining room has a Michaelangelo-esque mural. And the gardens! Don’t even get me started about that landscape, or the manmade lake. Let’s just say that I can totally picture Mr. Darcy’s house being based off of this palace. Le sigh- Mr. Darcy. Wow, I’m a nerd. This is real this is me. Take me as I am.

After a day full of beautiful countryside and history, my friends, including a friend from Home visiting from Athens where he’s studying abroad this term, and I decided to do yet another pub crawl–this time in Shoreditch. Fun times all around. 5 star weekend folks.

Stay posted for another post in a week or so about my trip to Scotland next week. I know, you are all clearly waiting at the edge of your seats to hear about my many adventures.

But for reals, do I have to go back? London has stolen my heart and my money…. and I have to say, I don’t hate it.

Stay proper ladies and gents



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T is for Tea

Hello World! I’m basking in the aftermath of a lovely weekend with my parents who flew all the way from Florida to visit my twin sister and I. They are the cutest. We showed them around London, despite the fact that they took us here when we were 10, and each has been before on different occasions.  So, this time around we felt less rushed and focused more on what we all wanted to do- like see a show, 39 Steps, go to some amazing meals, the Victoria and Albert museums, and Spitalfields Market. (Or as my dad likes to call it, Spittle).

I know, I’m sure you’re wondering what my favorite part of the weekend was. Well, I won’t make you wait any longer… getting high tea at the Wellesley.

Cheers mate!

Cheers mate!

We’re talking some complimentary Champagne, (still don’t know how we swung that) cucumber sandwiches, mini brioche buns with smoked salmon fresh cream cheese and dill, buffalo mozzarella and sun-dried tomato mini bagels, an assortment of desserts ranging from Red Velvet cake to chocolate moose, some panna cotta, chocolate, raisin and regular scones, and to finish it all off? They gave us an extra desert as a belated birthday gift. It included a candle, so how could Laura and I turn it down? le sigh, I am still full thinking about it. Oh, and did I mention the lovely tea? My mom, dad and I ordered the Churchill blend, a yummy vanilla and basic tea flavor that was perfect, while my twister (twin sister-duh) proved her adventurous personality and went for the vanilla toffee, which she loved.

The first round

The first round

Needless to say, high tea at the Wellesley is a must when visiting London. Just make sure that you don’t eat for the week after, because I’m pretty sure my blood sugar and waistband went up. ha ha. But actually, insulin is my favorite.

On a completely different and randomly hilarious note, my roommate is discussing self-tanning, and I hear her say, “I did my ass cheeks and they look amazing.” Bravo world, now you can go to sleep happy. (before you freak out, she gave me permission to say that).

Stay on the lookout for a post next week on Stonehenge and perhaps a fashionable friend of the month.

Stay warm classy and beautiful people


The Book of Mormon and a Mushroom-named road

Howdy all. Shalom. Bienvenue. Hola. Cheers. That about covers my insight into language. Now, let’s get down to it, I know it’s been a while. I’ve been busy with my internship, class and trying to be a Jetsetter. LOL. Ok, but seriously…busy times. Any who, I would love to jump right in and say that I saw the Book of Mormon on Thursday, and ’twas fantastic. That’s actually an understatement, IT WAS AMAZING.

*Warning, to all of my Mormon friends I apologize and hope you won’t find my love for this theatrical genius offensive*

But in all seriousness, Book of Mormon is one of my all-time favorite productions that I have ever seen. I recommend it, give it 2 thumbs up, and maybe a few extra fingers thrown in there as well–it’s one amazing play. But, don’t take my word for it, go see the production yourself! I can’t give a fair testament of how amazing it truly is! See what I did there… testament… get it? haha I really am my own best audience.

I also hit up Portobello Market with some pals, and basked in the glow of all things vintage and food. I scored some cute clothes, a great meal (and a great brownie… what is diabetes anyways? Insulin is my favorite invention in the world. I am also the worst diabetic these days… oops… #diabetethis?)


Noms at Portobello Market

After stuffing my face and walking a ton (that counts as exercise, right? DONT JUDGE ME) I managed to find some cute side streets that really embrace the whole Notting Hill vibe, and by managed to find I mean every street looks like Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts might come strolling out of a bookstore at any moment.

A nod to Notting Hill

I hope you enjoyed this random, short post! I will try to be more consistent and update you all on my thrilling life across the pond.

Sending love from LondonTown.

Stay warm, beautiful, and hell–stay Goldman while you’re at it. (Damn I have a pun problem)


Got the Queen on Speed Dial

Touristy things commenced this week as my friends and I set out to make our mark on Londontown. Who knew that this city harbored so many different languages (by tourists and immigrants alike) as well as nationalities? Everyone knew that? I’m late to the game…oops. I expected the nations under the crown to remain represented in the capital, but I did not expect the mass amount of community from people near and far.

My dorm (in a fancy shmancy part of town… classic BU) resides among the consulates of many different countries across the globe. To be honest, it’s both terrifying (the armed men standing outside some select embassies) as well as fascinating and amazing that so many countries can share the same solid ground, but even a light tap such as a difference in religion or opinion can create a fissure difficult to fix.

Okay, I digress–enough of this serious speculation. London is AHMAHZING. I find myself 1 glass of wine in and showing off my horrible English accent (okay that only happened once–still wrong to do).

But, am so lucky to be in an amazing city with my twister, old friends and so many new. People are cool. People are weird. People rock (also some don’t but I guess that comes with the territory). I find myself missing my Boston loves as well as my Florida Peeps, but I am content with gallivanting around this historical city until time brings us back together.

Back to my adventures. Over the last week I walked around 6-7 miles a day (one day I walked around 10 miles!!!!! Hello toned calves). This is a strugg with diabetes… #diabetethis. I have gone through enough candy and turned off my insulin to keep a kid up for an entire year. I’ve switched to apple sauce in case anyone sees me strutting the streets of London with baby food… get at me. This is real this is me.

Any who, I visited some classic tourist sights in England like Buckingham Palace, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, and some other places as well. So far, Buckingham palace is my favorite. I love that the royal family lives in such a historic location, behind high gates and guards. I find it both satirical and awe-inducing.

I’ll try to post more often, but after all, London is Calling!

Stay Beautiful


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