There are three things to know about Chicago’s transportation, especially for college students like myself. One, it is a pain in the neck to drive to downtown Chicago, called the Loop, during rush hour. This should be a no-brainer. Two, the El, a nickname for Chicago’s public transit, has a bad reputation for being unreliable and slow, and thus many college students would rather take Uber or other rideshare services to get to places. Third, there is such thing called the Purple Line Express, which runs during weekday rush hours and skips many stops to make the route twice as fast, and it seems like many college students don’t take enough advantage of it.
Wow I realized I haven’t written a travel post in so long. The last one was actually… last spring break :p In between, I have traveled to New York, Boston, Bangkok, Las Vegas and Tokyo. I probably won’t have time to write about all of them, but who knows, one day a way overdue draft might re-surface.
This year, my friends Cat and Christina and I decided to spend our last spring break in Costa Rica. As usual with my other travel posts, this one is going to be 50% a photo dump, and 50% my attempt to do justice to my experience with words.
“Pura vida!” is one of Costa Rican locals’ favorite sayings, which means “a simple, pure life.” It has quickly become the catchphrase of our trip, as we learned from the locals that pura vida is not just a slogan, but also a way of life. It was pretty obvious from the start that Costa Ricans live in symbiosis with nature, and truly appreciate and respect the complex and beautiful wildlife around them.
On a cold, brisk Friday morning, I woke up and a thought randomly popped in my head: I’m going to make a cake.
If you haven’t already checked out my first post on where to cafe-hop in Hong Kong, you should know that I have a soft spot for small, boutique coffee shops. The ever-booming coffee scene in Hong Kong means that each time I come back home, more coffee places are added to my to-go list, as there is nothing I love more than to retreat from the busy streets, order a cup of coffee, find a comfortable corner in the cafe, plug in my earphones and open a book. The stark contrast between this tranquility and the overwhelming, busy streets of Hong Kong is therapeutic, because after all, we all need a break from the non-stopping pace of life. Continue reading “Take a Coffee Break in Hong Kong”
In many ways, Miami surprised me. When I knew I would be spending my summer there, I was excited but not thrilled. I’m the kind of person who likes maneuvering the busy streets of a dense metropolitan city, is used to complicated and faulty public transit, and as long as it is nice outside, doesn’t need much direct contact with sunlight. Latin American food was not one of my favorite cuisines, and I frankly don’t enjoy going to the beach. And I don’t speak a drop of Spanish.
Just like the two-day old leftovers sitting in my fridge right now, this post is kind of overdue and pretty irrelevant at this point – because who cares about Spring Break when it’s the summer already? But Atlanta and NOLA were amazing, Spring Break was dope, and I actually kind of miss school.
Continue reading “Spring Break in New Orleans [Vlog!]”
My friend once told me that Wynwood is one of the coolest art neighborhoods in the country. When I think of Miami, I think of the stereotypes – beaches, palm trees, Cuban sandwiches and wild nightlife. (Which tbh are all true) I couldn’t really picture a vibrant art scene fitting into the picture – but let me just say how glad I am to be proven wrong.