Day 9: Lobuche to Gorak Shep

Out of all the tea houses we stayed in, I hate to say it, but I think the one in Lobuche was my least favorite. The set-up was just odd. There were about 8 or so rooms on one cement hall, interconnected by a cemented bathroom to another cement hall with its own 8 rooms. It … Continue reading Day 9: Lobuche to Gorak Shep

European Parking

A perfect sunny day. Grass that leaves your body’s imprint behind. Crisp mountain air funneling through the city. Friendship at its finest. Loving the life I live. That is European "Parking".


Tonight is one of those nights where I can’t stop thinking about how blessed I am and all of what life has brought me thus far. I am born into the most beautiful, loving kind and crazy-perfect family; brought up in the best way (with my loving family by my side), played college volleyball at … Continue reading Blessed