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Gabriella
I'm a twenty-something insomniac with a caffeine addiction and chronic wanderlust. I recently graduated with my M.A. in French, and I've spent the past two years living and working as an English teacher in France. I now work as an English professor at a university in Lille, where my students are learning to never omit the Oxford comma.
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- Yas to not looking like a troll for the first time in six months. ❤️Can’t wait to fuck up my gastrointestinal system with you in Egypt ❤️You could drop me anywhere on a map, but I’d always find my way back to the mountains. ⛰Eleven euros for the best salmon of my life?? Okay, bye, Parissssss, bye. 👋🏼These Lisbon views got me feelin’ rowdy, y’all. 🌞✈️C’est l’heure du goûter ! ☕️🍰 @_hep
Tag Archives: travel
figue
| fig (feminine noun) | /fig/ I originally considered writing my master’s thesis on Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar. But rereading the novel and devouring research on the fragmented female identity, as portrayed in Plath’s novel, resonated too much and … Continue reading
Posted in Life in France, Travel
Tagged beauty, books, culture, Esther Greenwood, Europe, expat, expatriate, family, feminism, home, learning, lessons learned, literature, living abroad, Paris, relationships, Sylvia Plath, travel, writing
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sang
| blood (masculine noun) | /sæŋ/ While I was in Prague, I visited the Kafka Museum and marveled at a 100-page letter Kafka had written–but never sent–to his father, someone who remained an oppressive figure throughout Kafka’s life and work. … Continue reading
Posted in Random
Tagged advice, Eastern Europe, Europe, family, Kafka, learning, lessons learned, literature, poetry, Prague, relationships, travel, writing
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an
| year (masculine noun) | /ɑ̃/ This was a year of radical change. Somewhere, something broke, and I offered the universe an ultimatum: Hear me, or I will go. How idiotic and narcissistic I was to believe the universe could … Continue reading
Posted in Random
Tagged 2016, American, Europe, expat, expatriates, family, French, holidays, learning, literature, living abroad, loneliness, love, New Year's, parties, poetry, prose, relationships, travel, writing
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jamais
| never (adverb) | /ʒamɛ/ Coming home each summer is strange; it’s like re-entering a parallel reality to which I have no access during the other eleven months of the year. Once at home, I find myself trying to reintegrate … Continue reading
Posted in Random
Tagged American, Europe, expat, expatriates, family, France, friendship, home, insanity, learning, lessons learned, living abroad, normalcy, parties, relationships, summer, travel, United States
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vivante
| alive (feminine adjective) | /vivɑ̃t/ Being alone defies social norms. From a young age, there is instilled in us a certain fear of solitude, because it is the terrible breeder of loneliness. That fear crystallizes within us until we … Continue reading
Posted in Travel
Tagged advice, beer, Eastern Europe, Europe, Krakow, learning, lessons learned, loneliness, pierogi, Poland, solitude, solo travel, travel
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lunatique
| volatile (gender neutral adjective) | /lynatik/ I rode the backs of giants. Appalachia, take me home. The steep ascent and swift decline, a darkness so profound. How I miss the days I ricocheted from ashes the into flames. If … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged adulthood, Appalachia, ashes, bravery, fire, flames, heartbreak, identity, insanity, learning, lessons learned, literature, normalcy, poetry, rebirth, sadness, sanity, travel, writing
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