On Learning a New Language: Scratching Past the Surface of Communication

“Gratar.” As that word spilled out of my mouth I felt the two hemispheres of my mind collide. It was as if suddenly, after having calculatingly circled one another like judo wrestlers, creativity launched itself at logic and twisted it into a headlock. As the two parts of myself wrestled to gain the advantage, I…

Guatemala Before The Glamour

Hello everyone! I am beyond pleased to announce that I have my very first guest blogger! Please put your hands together for Ms. Gaia Zol. *applause*  Right, in all seriousness, I am thrilled that she approached me and wanted to contribute a story to MyOrdinaryLegend. I am so honored to have gotten to read her work…

All Those Times I Fell in Love- Part 5

Bay Area, California I did wish they could all be California girls. Until I was living there again that is. Then I found out that they’re like avocados; they are just not… ripe? They sit there, and you wait forever for them to mature into what you expect. (You know the perfectly toned, beach-blonde bombshell.)…

All Those Times I Fell in Love – Part 4

South of France Barrage, écluse, levée. Disrespecting their denotations, the words flowed off my tongue gathering speed with each pronunciation. I sat watching the water swim past as I waited for my lunch to appear. The unrelenting trickle that passed over the rocks on the bank reminded me of the impermanence of the human state….

All Those Times I Fell in Love – Part 3

Morocco The not-so-soft screech of horns blared through the open windows carrying sunshine on its sound waves. I rolled over to find myself facing the bejeweled wall of an otherwise unassuming room. Then I remembered I had flown into Marrakesh last night. I got up and stepped into the blinding sunshine. In typical American fashion…

All Those Times I Fell in Love – Part 2

Spain A warm breeze wafted in the lingering scents of gutted fireworks and last night’s fried festivities. It was spring in Spain and I was 18. As I sat, my ears ringing and my head in my hands I pieced together the events of the previous evening. There has be the incineration of Leonardo DaVinci,…

All Those Times I Fell in Love

This will be a part of a 5 part series that I’m going to release over the next several weeks. It’s meant to be a simple portrait on how love can happen anywhere, anytime, and in any fashion. Also, the more places you go, the more likely you are to encounter this phenomenon. Amsterdam The…

Keys to Great Writing

This was a piece I wrote that was originally published on the Page Reader in the Ripen the Page Magazine. This magazine is the brain child of Linette Allen. Art is like a waterfall. It doesn’t begin at the point of the fall, but from many different sources whose waters must carve out their own individual…

To Travel Light, Just Pack Lipstick

Ok, there are so many reasons that one should travel light. This is one of those ideas that the minimalists out there got so, so right. I’m not saying everyone has to be a minimalist (I’m working on it, but if you saw my shoe collection you would say I’m succeeding poorly). However, in this…

Everything is More Delicious in French

Hello lovely people! Today I’m sharing something a little different with you all. Today, is the day you are going to get your hands on an authentic French recipe for Quiche Lorraine! Yes, get excited because this recipe is delicious. However, just for fun (because I run a travel blog and all), your challenge is…