today marks 30 years since the genocide at srebrenica. i'm currently in sarajevo and my heart hurts for the wonderful people of this country

currently in one of europe's most beautiful cities and all i wanna do is hunt down its sickest communist-era monstrosities

i always assumed living in europe meant biking around with a bouquet of flowers and a loaf of bread in the basket. turns out i was right

feeling like edward bloom in big fish when he announces he's leaving spectre

i wanna have a good time, wanna be fine wine, i want it all right now

a gentle reminder: to someone who is unhappy, talking about your happiness can look like bragging. be humble and protect your energy

spent the day hunting for amber on the baltic coast with my pals <3

just booked my yearly chicago homecoming!

"how will people ever love you if they can't even see you?" i ponder as i archive almost every post on my old instagram account

polish trains are super cute but the cutest is the en57 series manufactured between 1961 and 1993 - look them up, they're adorable

getting into indie cinema this year is one of the best moves i've made. so much more satiating than blockbusters

laid up in bed with a nasty cold, finally getting my architecture page up to snuff

all day long i dream of kraków

spring in poland is GORGEOUS. just bought a bike at the pawn shop so i can fully enjoy it!

currently crying over tianguis walkthrough videos y pensando en la época de mi vida que ya pasó

i worried i'd be homesick for mexican jacarandas this spring, only to have that void filled by polish cherry blossoms

just got śmigus dyngus'd in front of a kielce lody shop 🔫

i am SMITTEN with kraków. i never wanna go home. can i just move here?

will microdosing big-city life on the weekends make up for the fact that i no longer live in one?

my tiktok-savvy friend diego put me onto the adventures of buratino and i can't recommend it enough