València
Overall, I really enjoyed València. These are all the posts I made about the city:
- Bar Ricardo (our first meal and also maybe the best restaurant in València)
- Navajas and Montanejos (the day-trip we took outside the city)
- My First Paella (a fun paella-making class we took)
- Museu de les Ciències and the Hemisfèric (science museum and history exhibit)
- Pelayo Gastro Trinquet (maybe our second favorite restaurant)
- Mercat Central de València (a beautiful, large market with another great restaurant, Central Bar)
- Ostras Pedrín (maybe our third favorite restaurant)
- Walking around the city (photos of landmarks, random streets, etc.)
The food was sometimes hit-or-miss but the hits hit. I absolutely love the culture in Spain of sitting down for a few quick, inexpensive tapas and having a variety of food. I knew I liked artichokes before this trip, but I have absolutely fallen in love with alcachofas here.
We stayed just west of the train station, in the Jesus neighborhood. I liked our Airbnb but because of how large Valencia is, I do wish we had been a little closer to the city center.
The two “experiences” we booked, a day-trip outside the city and a Valencian paella-making class (they also have a seafood one), were great. I would recommend them both to anyone visiting.
I’m not a huge museum person, but I enjoyed going to the Museu de les Ciències and the Hemisfèric. Both were beautiful to see and fun to explore.
And of course, I loved just walking around the city, seeing the beautiful European architecture, and having a lot of restaurants still open until 11 PM (and sometimes later) at night. Because the city (and greater suburban area) is so large and beautiful, I could see myself spending a lot more time here.






These are some of my favorite shots from walking around València. There are so many beautiful buildings all throughout the city.
My favorite moments, though, were late at night when the city was less busy and it felt like we had it to ourselves.









Last Friday we popped into Ostras Pedrín for lunch and had their titular ostras (oysters), both en escabeche (vinegar) and fresh. Their atún ahumado (smoked tuna) was delicious too.






The Mercat Central de València is the largest market in the city. A sign said “if you can’t find it here, it might not exist.”
Not pictured here: we went to Central Bar (the wait was shorter than expected and totally worth it) and had delicious albóndigas, croquetas de pollo, alcachofas, and more.





One of our go-to local places in Valencia was Pelayo Gastro Trinquet. I love the culture of getting smaller “tapas” dishes that come out quickly and give you variety.
Pictured: jamón ibérico (with bread and roasted tomato), alcachofas (artichoke), croquetas (with pancetta), and Basque cheesecake.





On Thursday we went to the Museu de les Ciències for the Leonardo da Vinci exhibit (amongst others), where they had what the Mona Lisa would’ve looked like when originally painted! The Hemisfèric had a fun and immersive Animal Kingdom video projection in their spherical theater.










On Tuesday we took a paella cooking class in the Russafa neighborhood of Valencia with My First Paella and it was fantastic! We met in front of a local market, walked through it and picked up our ingredients, then cooked a traditional Valencian paella (chicken and rabbit). It was delicious!









Navajas & Montanejos
On Sunday we went on a thermal springs and waterfalls adventure just outside of Valéncia.
It was fantastic! We went to the waterfall at El Salto de la Novia, then Fuente de los Baños to swim and jump off a cliff, then lunch, then a rock face (with climbers on it!), and ended at a dam to take some fun photos.









The first day of food in Spain did not disappoint—this has been my favorite meal so far. Papas bravas, tellinas, verduras, alcachofa, y calamares.






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Why now?
So, why come back to social media now?
After COVID started, like everyone else, I struggled with the sudden change and reshaping of our entire lives.
I also struggled with losing everything that I hoped for from traveling. Not just the sight seeing and new experiences… I wanted something deeper.
What I was really looking was a way to figure out my priorities. At the time, I journaled that I had no idea what I really wanted to do with my life. I didn’t have a clear professional direction. I didn’t know who I wanted to date. I didn’t know if I wanted to have kids. I didn’t know where I wanted to live.
I was hoping to find some of those answers in my experiences. In meeting new people, in challenging myself, in broadening my horizons.
That’s what the travel meant to me. It meant exploring and finding myself as a person. And with that taken away, I got stuck.
In the intervening years, I’ve realized that I left a part of me back in New Zealand. My momentum was arrested in 2020 and I’ve been stuck there, not moving, not making progress.
I realize that motivation doesn’t come from inspiration—it comes from action.
So this year, I’m working on taking action.
One piece of that is being more open about what’s going on in my life and reconnecting with people.
So to that end, I’ve decided to come back to social media, to grow by sharing more of myself and connecting with what’s going on in your life.
On August 27, 2020, I found a boy who would love me more than anyone ever did before.
At my weakest physically, he’s there to take care of me.
At my weakest mentally, he’s here to assure me.
He gives me hope when I feel there is none.
For more reasons than this, he is my one.





Long Beach
I quarantined in an Airbnb for two weeks before finding an apartment in downtown Long Beach.
Along with COVID, the country felt in turmoil with the murder of George Floyd. White privilege is feeling it for just a period of time and knowing that the unrest will go away with time.
In the summer, I went on a great American roadtrip with a friend. We stopped in Vegas on the way home.
What a time.








New Zealand
On March 17, 2020 (NZT), I was optimistic:
I’m currently in Auckland, New Zealand. I’m scheduled to leave for Wellington this weekend, where I plan on being for at least a few weeks. I currently have a flight back to California set for May 21st.
I’m cautiously optimistic about my chances here. I think New Zealand has done a great job of keeping the virus at bay. It feels, though, that this virus will inevitably infect every part of the world.
On March 20 (NZT), I was all alone in a hostel when I made the call:
NZ has 39 cases as of today. The US State Department has advised all citizens to return back to the states. They’ve advised that citizens “may face unpredictable circumstances, travel restrictions, and challenges in returning home or accessing health care while abroad.”
I debated for a few hours on what I should do.
On one hand, I feel like my chances in NZ are greater than that in the US, and traveling right now would only increase my risk of contracting the virus (and potentially spreading it to others).
On the other hand, I am of little use to my family in the US if the airlines choose to stop flights and I’m stuck in a foreign country and depending on their health care system if I get sick. Additionally, if the airlines stop flights, I have no idea when I would be able to return to the states.
I’ve decided to come back home.
“Home” is a good question though. I don’t have a place of my own to stay. I’m going to travel with the assumption that I will get infected, and thus I do not want to stay with any family or friends. I’ll hopefully find a place to stay which will require minimal human interaction.
On March 27 (NZT), I came back to the States:
New Zealand started lockdown a couple nights ago. The lockdown here includes shutting down all non-essential businesses (including takeaway service from restaurants). Grocery stores are still open. The one I’ve been going to was relatively calm when I went on Tuesday to get a few things.
I’m scheduled to leave Auckland at 10:55 PM tonight, landing in LA at 3:00 PM (Friday). That gives me 44 hours of Friday, March 27th. My longest day.
I reserved an Airbnb in Long Beach to stay in for the next couple weeks. My plan is to self-isolate as much as possible in case I get infected on my trip back.
After that, who knows. I suppose I’ll start apartment hunting? I think it’ll be a while before we get through this, so I can’t imagine traveling internationally for a while.
A couple weeks later (April 9), I reflected on my trip back:
The journey was eerie. I only came across a handful of people while I took two buses and a train to get to the airport.
I thought I had read something about Air New Zealand reducing the number of passengers on flights in order to spread people out more. That certainly wasn’t the case with my flight; it was full as far as I could tell.
I took a Lyft from the airport to my Airbnb. Again, it was eerie to see everything so empty.
Driving on the freeway was a different story. I was shocked to see so many people still out and about.












