It’s absolutely crazy to think I started writing a blog almost 10 years ago. Continue reading “A Lady In Ireland: Part 2”
“This cannot be happening to me right now”, I murmured as I stared at the bumper to bumper traffic in front of me.
I had left my house three hours ahead of my flight time, how on earth was it possible that I was facing the reality of missing my flight to Ireland?
Because I’m Christena that’s why? Continue reading “A Lady In Ireland: Part 1”
*Yelling in Dutch*
Melanie and I froze in our seats on the train while a train employee continued yelling at us.
I looked at Mel and looked back at the train man. We had our tickets, we weren’t being obnoxious. What in the world could we have possibly done to deserve this? Continue reading “A Lady in Leiden”