It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Sunday, July 10, 2005~ 10:00 PM (London… Continue reading Follow me to London… Day Seven
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Saturday, July 9, 2005~ 11:40 PM (London… Continue reading Follow me to London… Day Six
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Friday, July 8, 2005~ 1:25 PM (London… Continue reading Follow me to London… Day Five
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Thursday, July 7, 2005~ 9:50 PM (Paris… Continue reading Follow me to France… Day Four
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Wednesday, July 6, 2005~ 11:25 PM (Paris… Continue reading Follow me to France… Day Three
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Tuesday, July 5, 2005~ 9:50 AM (Paris… Continue reading Follow me to France… Day Two
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! ~Monday, July 4, 2005~ 3ish AM (Central… Continue reading Follow me to France… Day One
It’s funny what you find while packing… I found my journal from my first (and only) experience abroad. I was 18. It was the summer of 2005. I liked emoticons. Join me on my journey! I promise to stay true to my written word, for better or worse! First page of Journal: Katie Hanson’s Trip… Continue reading Follow me to France… In the Air
It’s funny the things you find when you’re packing. In the bottom of a drawer I found a little journal, nondescript with lined paper inside. When I flipped through the pages, only a quarter were filled with handwriting. As I began to read, I realized it was my journal from my trip to Europe six… Continue reading Follow Me… to France!
This is the last post in a series on some of my favorite books from childhood—right out of my former librarian Grandma’s home. They now hold places of honor on my one tiny bookcase in my tiny townhouse, and now reside in a box destined to travel across the country to California! The Christmas Cat,… Continue reading From Grandma’s Trunk: The Christmas Cat
