Up to the age of 9, one of my favorite things to do, besides hand feeding my few surviving goldfishes (don't ask), was to decorate my room walls with drawings and stickers. The four walls of my bedroom (plus some other walls in our house) were full with drawings, doodles, and stickers up to as high...

I have been known to have this habit to recklessly classify things together just because they bare tiny similarities between them, no matter how scientifically inaccurate or illogical it is. For example, any long shaped purple flowers are lavenders to me, and all white-flat petals flower are daisie...

Dearly beloved, we are gathered today to mourn the loss of my Sony Nex3 that I bought at a questionable back-alley pawnshop whose name I prefer not to mention. This awesome camera has helped me document candid moments, spread fake news, and make poorly designed memes over the years.

You guys. YOU GUYS. Havana is classic, romantic, and iconic.

It is also the latest spontaneous destination of our winter escape. Frankly, I was sure that we were going to spend NYE somewhere 5 feet under the snow in Canada. I suggested that we go to Yukon. Yes, I find it very easy to go to the ext...

I am a dedicated beach fan. But first, let me qualify here: my kind of beach is the one with white smooth sand, crystal clear blue water with gentle waves, plus the water has to be fresh enough without getting my tits pokey and frozen. Somehow this kind of place makes me feel like home and the sound...

Whenever we get back from a trip, friends and family tend to ask a lot of questions about the trip, and some questions are repetitive from trip to trip. I feel almost like being half-heartedly interviewed by bots whenever this happens. However, I love to answer any questions about our trips (any tri...

Apart from addicted to good coffee, I also can’t skip a day without tea. I grew up drinking jasmine black tea, at least two times a day; at breakfast and in the afternoon. Like the British really, only without extending our pinky fingers while drinking tea.

I wasn’t prepared for Marrakech. Well, I thought I was, but Marrakech was intense. Way more intense that I could’ve imagined and it freaked me out a wee bit. I fell in and out of love with the city constantly during our 5 days stay, although Nico somehow didn’t share the same impression. Marrakech i...