January 21, 2015
Tessa Bradford
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Lost in Venice My Florentine melancholy didn’t last very long. I was sitting on the train to Venice and across the car was another girl, clearly a seasoned traveler. She munched on a bag of granola while she read out of a tattered paperback and leaned on her well-loved backpack. She was a girl after my…
November 30, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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Backpacking Europe A video of the almost-3 months Nicole and I spent backpacking around Europe. We began in Ireland, then made our way to England, Italy, Slovenia, Slovakia, the Czech Republic, and Hungary. There were lots of good friends, beautiful places, and strange adventures along the way.
November 6, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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A Commune In Tuscany You know what I’d never done before? I’d never lived in a hippie commune. So while I was traveling on my own through northern Italy I decided it was high time I tried it out– and as luck would have it there was a hippie commune in Tuscany just waiting to…
August 21, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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Southern Italy and the Perfect Pizza Do you know what I love? Traveling. Ok, you’re not shocked in the slightest. This IS a travel blog after all. It would hardly be appropriate to keep it up if I didn’t love traveling. But specifically– I love that Travel, with a capital T, is never really what you…
July 20, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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Rome by Night Italy’s reputation precedes it. And Italy did not disappoint. I had just gotten from the airport to Termini Station in Rome late at night when a random Italian man came striding up to me with a greeting of “Ciao bella!” and handed me a rose. I could get used to such a…
July 9, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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London, Unexpectedly Sometimes plans go haywire when you’re on the road, but that’s just a part of traveling. You hope for the best, plan what you can, and make adjustments as you need to. So when Nicole suddenly had to fly back to America at a moment’s notice and I was left to travel Europe…
May 24, 2014
Tessa Bradford
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For the Love of Ireland It was time to get back to life on the road (it had been almost two months at home, after all!), so we bought new backpacks, stuffed ’em to the brim, and boarded a flight to Ireland. James, an old friend of mine, happens to be Irish. So he met…