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Valerie
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Jet Set Gypsy
Interests: As a lifetime diarist and memento hoarder, I have managed to collect numerous tokens that allow me to recall my global adventures in detail. As a nomadic adventuress with an insatiable desire for exploration, I’ve successfully discovered how to get into and out of trouble (and some of the most exclusive restaurants) across the country and overseas. Also, as an single 30- something, solo, female traveler, I’m well acquainted with the romantic cultures of a variety of regions across Earth. I consider myself something of an expert in the field of international affairs. In addition to a decade of work in media, I hold a BA in Creative and Media Writing from Middlesex University in London, England, a Professional Certificate in Digital Publishing from New York University, and a precious collection of certificates from the ongoing writing and media courses at Media Bistro. Being convinced to study a second language after two months living in France, I am now a (very timid, but determined) student of the French language at the French Institute Alliance Francaise in New York City. When not in the classroom or being whisked away from one city to the next, I surrender to my social network cravings and shop for bigger trunks for the purpose of storing my vastly growing memoirs.
Recent Activity
A first experience with Vine captures a return to an old familiar place in Brooklyn. Continue reading
Posted Jul 28, 2013 at Nomad In Love
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" I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away. I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is." - Nelly Furtado Continue reading
Posted May 30, 2013 at Nomad In Love
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An intimate exploration of the current state of international affairs Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
I am here at last and have never felt more alive. The Latin Quarter is rich of the things I’ve been yearning to experience for years now. Reading about it and hearing stories from friends and relatives who travel does not compare to discovering it in the flesh or "en chair et en os," as the locals say. Here, life is vibrant, living is cheap and the drinking is legal. There is an irresistible soul to the area that both mystifies and excites me. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
The cold steel dragon screams and exhales its fire. Still in its belly, I drop my eyes back into pages, begging to be rescued from the gloom that surrounds me. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
Brilliant spectacle / Object of desire / She escapes outside herself / To imagine something better / Maybe Rome Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
Strong wild urban goddess / Warrior of the concrete jungle / Raised among wolves / And still she survives Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
It didn’t matter / At the edge of the world Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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I am also thankful to have the luxury of experiencing a new culture. As much as I love my new university and value the social importance of traditional education, I am convinced that there is no greater education than life, particularly when that life is experienced abroad. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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I rarely stop to look behind. Today was a day of rare moments. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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During the last 6 months of my stay in London, I was on the verge of combusting due to an intense need to be back on American soil. I needed to remember what it was like to live comfortably in an apartment with amenities that actually worked. I needed to... Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
These men and women are not the kind to settle for the things that come with ease. They have drive and goals towards which they push, and I find the power of their bodies and their minds equally as inspiring. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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I am excited to learn and see more. Still, the more I do that, the more I become aware of the unfortunate American condition from which I began. When and if I return to the US, will it still be home? If not sacrifice their natural drive for adventure, then what does the increasingly alienated nomad do when everywhere is welcoming, but nowhere is home? Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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These men and women are not the kind to settle for the things that come with ease. They have drive and goals towards which they push, and I find the power of their bodies and their minds equally as inspiring. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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I stand over the suitcase staring at it’s black lining while, once again, I attempt to predict what would make the most sense to bring with me and leave behind. What do I need? What do I really need? Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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I’m sitting here, very much the same as I have before, except this time, I’m remembering one of the most eventful years of my life and smiling because I can now say that some of the best memories come from the most difficult times. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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It’s difficult not having a home, never knowing where you’re going to be in a couple months, and never knowing when your feet can once again walk around bare without having to feel the wrath of an inconsiderate wooden floor. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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Here I am again, another day in paradise. The sun is shining. The ocean is begging to be frolicked in. And yet, I’m sitting behind my computer, begrudged at the fact that I’m going to have to get out, and do the same old thing around the same old people and tonight I will go to bed with the same old feeling of dissatisfaction that I’ve accomplished absolutely nothing with this gorgeous day that I wish I could be experiencing somewhere else, because maybe there, I would find a new and more whole sense of being. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
On our way to the domestic airport to catch the 2:30 flight to our next stop, we passed old, colorful, burned down buildings with blown out and gated windows. The past two days, I had anticipated the excitement and beauty I’d been promised to have and see on the next island. David said he wanted nothing more than to catch the sunset in Boracay. Continue reading
Posted Sep 11, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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It was a proposition of the most unethical sort. It was precisely the thing I love. Continue reading
Posted Sep 10, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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We first met in London at a Michelin starred restaurant called La Trompette on the west end, where he asked me if I wanted to share a vintage wine. I don’t know much about vintage wine, or any wine for that matter, but the thought of it was as exquisite as he looked, so I accepted and kept accepting as he offered more. I always feel glamorous when consuming things of fine age and rare breed. Continue reading
Posted Sep 9, 2012 at Nomad In Love
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