Lily Haight

Nothing smells sweeter than Washington air. Especially the hot, pine scented air that floats through my motorcycle helmet and into my lungs while speeding off on a dirt road behind the cabin, becoming cooler the higher the bike climbs up through the tree covered hillsides. Pine tree to people ratio: a million to one. It’s Read more

Of course Paris would be at its most irresistible when I only have two days left. Covered in purple flowers, the blooming Jardin de Tuileries glows in the spring sunshine and everywhere people sprawl out on the green metal chairs, closing their eyes and pointing their faces in the direction of the sun. After taking Read more

Well, maybe not quite yet. I’m a pack-at-the-last-second kind of girl. But still, the subject is no longer avoidable. My time in Paris is coming to a close and it is just as hard as I imagined it would be. Not to get too nostalgic or anything, but on my very first day in Paris Read more

Along the grey and somewhat mundane streets of the 12th arrondissement stretches a verdurous path–one that is so lushly green and vegetated that it could have been taken straight from the Shire–that goes along the old Vincennes railway, from Opera Bastille to Bois de Vincennes. The Promenade Plantée is the city’s 4.7 km long highline Read more

1. Visiting one of my favorite sculptures in the Louvre and trying to take artsy photographs. (Psyché Ranimée Par le Baiser de l’Amour by Antonio Canova) A two week long spring break feels luxurious at the end of a tiring second semester. Putting off my homework until the last possible second, I’ve been using my Read more

Amongst the crowds in the Piazza St. Marco, with the towering basilica and ornate Palazzo Ducale there is an aura of Disneyland magic. It’s the kind of magic that is purposeful and there only because the large crowds are catered to by gondola men in striped shirts, stores selling overpriced masks, and street musicians playing Read more