Spring sunshine in Savannah

Maybe it's just me, but I hadn't really thought much about Savannah before. I went with Lisa a couple years ago and it was fun, but I didn't really think it was a destination. Like sure if you're driving through and need to stop for lunch, stop there! But a whole trip?

Well, I was wrong!

Turns out Savannah in the spring is extra beautiful...so pretty in fact that we stopped back by on our way home from ATL. The trees are AMAZING and huge and also make it shady enough that it doesn't feel like a million degrees. We stopped in a little park and took some photos. It was so peaceful and other than the students late to SCAD that were rushing through, it was very relaxing!

And did I mention not a million degrees? That was by far the best part.

LIZZY BENNET REPORTING FROM PEMBERLY

(translation: Kryn reporting from Versailles.)

Okay can we talk about the sad fact that life doesn't have a soundtrack? I for one know that my life would be infinitely more impressive it was accompanied by background music. Maybe the dishes wouldn't seem so boring and taking out the trash would be elevated FOR SURE.

All that to say, Versailles has background music. At the entrance of the gardens we were greeted by booming opera music which WAS AMAZING. Normally I'm more of a Nicki Manaj gal but when you're at a palace, opera is a good second choice. Exploring the gardens with classical music in the background made me feel like the main character in a Jane Austen movie....Minus the hot men. And the fancy dresses. And the servants!

But besides that, I was basically Elizabeth Bennet for 3 hours.

Here's the proof!

Dead ringer for Lizzy or no? Please say yes!

HAPPY THROWBACK. I've been back a whole month and haven't even finished Paris posts or began the London ones. At this rate, I'll be back in Paris before I finish.

Moral of the story? If you want to feel like Lizzy Bennet, tour a fancy palace and listen to opera music. Preferably at the same time! If not, you can live vicariously through this post. It's what I'll be doing 20 years from now.

HEY, MR. LINCOLN

On probably the best day of the trip, I forgot my camera! Typical Kryn fashion. Actually, that's really unusual Kryn fashion, because a camera (in my opinion) is always to be had. So there's a bucket load of iPhone photos to make up for the fact. We toured the monuments and walked forever, but what else is DC for?

(▲▲ selfie in action! there should be a hashtag for that!!!)

Probably our best day in DC! The weather was great, the friends were just right and we got to walk A WHOLE LOT. Which was fine by me, but my feet weren't so thrilled the next day!

TUSCANY TUSCANY

Pinterest loves Tuscany, and I love pinterest. Therefore, I love Tuscany!

I'm so glad all these things make sense.

But anyway, my main request on the trip was to drive through Tuscany. And while our time wasn't quite as romantic as pinterest and I had dreamed up, Tuscany is still incredibly beautiful! First we pulled into someones driveway where little pappi was playing (he even bombed a few pics, silly Italian children!) and the next stop was some random castle-ish-thing. (who wishes we had more random castles here? Actually, who wishes we had A castle here in America? Me, that's who.)

Okay, off to Rome. And no, don't go all Audrey Hepburn on me.

Pompeii in a Pencil Skirt

Obviously we children of the 21st century are all aware of the Tragedy of Pompeii, thanks to the Bastille song that actually, really, has nothing to do with Pompeii.

Sorry to burst your bubble there!

Anyway! Pompeii is basically a sepia toned graveyard  for columns and broken pottery. And we all know how well I do in sepia tinted environments....! I also made the brilliant (and logical) fashion choice to wear a pencil skirt in Pompeii. Because being a Kryn makes so much sense sometimes. But! I did get a good photo for instagram and check something off my bucket list. So all in all, a good adventure.

More Italy photos to come....but I'm sure you wouldn't expect any different. I mean, it is Italy after all!

Peace from San FranDisco!

I guess it's a tradition to find some sort of pun or something for places we travel to (The Juan You Love, anyone?) Anyway, puns aside let's talk about San Francisco!

 

My love affair with San Francisco began on my bed, of all places, while I was no doubt wearing my cool print pajama pants (which have long since been sent to Goodwill). I was busy plowing through easy reading books for the library summer reading program (gosh, I miss those!) and the Julie books were in my stack. And I don't know if it was the flare jeans or the fortune cookies, but those silly books have had me wanting to travel to San Fran (and the Hippie era, thank you very much!) since good ol' 2009.

 

And so, my irrational love of San Francisco and the hippies who inhabit it was born! Hippies have come up serveral times here on the blog (Hippie Vans! Hippie party! Hippie Haven! oh my!)

So obviously you can see why setting foot on San Francisco soil was such, a big, deal.

 

▲▲ Yay for cliché! Nothing like a touristy photo to set the mood for a post of touristy greatness! Contrary to the faux smile I had going on, I was kind of miserable at that point so I don't think I really appreciated the bridge as much as I should have (My excuses are that I was hungry, freezing and my feet were bleeding. Yes?)

 

 ▲▲ At the Full House house, on the stoop, no less! Let's all take a moment to honor the scrunchies and the crimped hair that made that show infinitely better. Oh and the mullets! Those need a moment (or two!)

 

 ▲▲ Some snaps of the city! Cities begin to look the same after a while, but thanks to the hills SF had different views. So my photos are slightly different than every other US city post you've suffered through, hooray for change!

 

 

So, dreams do come true! And while I didn't get to see Julie and Ivy running around with their fortune cookies and flare jeans (shouting hippie catch phrases, of course) I did get to see SF and that's pretty much all a girl could ask for.

 

ps: feel free to browse the hippie hashtag. (thank you, I think I will!)

pps: sarah, you still should have won the costume contest! #hippiesarenotfair

Let there be (cherry) blossoms

 

As if I could really take a trip to DC and only post one sentence, ha!

 

As we all know, last year we went to say hello to the Cherry Blossoms...only to find out that they are incredibly shy and decided to not show their faces to us. I still saw pretty blossoms, but not the official "tidal basin blossoms". And obviously, one can't rest until she sees that sight with her very own eyes.

 

Or, something along those lines.

 

So at midnight we decided we didn't want to do school the next day (who does, anyway!) and instead we spent our Monday in a much more enjoyable manner (basically sitting on an airplane for 6 hours with a quick pit stop in DC, but let's not get technical.)

 

▲▲ One thing you don't see on instagram is the outtakes, so here ya go! It was so incredibly windy....and I wore a dress. I don't think I need to say much more on that topic, but I will say that I felt bad for all the poor Mormon boys who saw me. (there were tons!) Honesty Hour, over and out.

 

 ▲▲ Remember those pink vibes I spoke of? I WAS FEELING THEM ON NEW LEVELS. You really can't find this much pink goodness anywhere else.

 

▲▲ This selfie is so bad that it isn't really worth mentioning, but here I am! Just thought I'd share the fact that I have no pride or self esteem anymore (apparently?) because I was walking on the side of a highway while sending snapchats. I should probably be embarrassed, but no.

 

▲▲ Let's ignore my awkward facial expression and instead give a shout out to my mother! It's taken a lot of yelling and arm waving and blurry photos, but we are getting there! Yay for a photographer in training.

 

 Thanks DC! It's been fun getting to know you!

 

(previous DC trip here, and last years blossoms HERE!)

A day for blossoms

Because Mondays are always better when you skip school and go to DC instead, am I right or am I right?

TP as in Teen Pact

The funny thing about the week at Teen Pact, was that it wasn't what I planned at all. I planned to have a terrible time, to be lonely and bored and especially miserable. But God got a good laugh out of those (what can I say? I pride myself on my impeccable humor!) and revealed his plan. And it involved new friends, so much laughter and good, good times.

Despite ALLLL the hoopla it took to get there, we arrived in Georgia and the stars aligned and we had a grand time. THOSE SOUTHERN MANNERS YA'LL, they are something else! And it was snowing and I had a buddy to whisper with and rice cake jokes and also, surprisingly I easily went a week without Pinterest? (who would have thought!)

Didn't know it was possible to love a group of silly kids this much. And sorry for all the weirdo photos, this is what happens when you don't bring your camera. Desperate blog posts call for desperate (stalking) measures, but creeping is what I was born to do and so I shall do it!

Get yourself a pencil skirt and head right on over to TeenPact. Seriously, you can't go wrong!