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4 Must-Sees in Montreal

The old town of Montreal is alive with a fusion of both French colonial charm and modern delights. From the long pathways alongside the port to the gently watching hills in the distance, Montreal offers a banquet of attractions for those who dream of old Europe – combined with the convenience of easy and affordable flights from the Eastern Seaboard. On your visit to this Old-New-World capital, be sure to: climb Mont Royal, devour some of the best bagels in the world, sit awestruck before the intensely creative Cirque du Soleil, and eat your way through the charming Old Town.

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All Who Wander

“Not all those who wander are lost.”

I am a wanderer.

In four Madrid months, I wandered far beyond what I knew. I have been lost (sun-drenched Madrid streets blending into one another, winding and circling in the dizzying heat, cream colored building after cream colored building); I have found (ruins from the time of the Moorish Emirs, squares sparkling with light refracted from the water leaping from fountains, peacocks scrambling through the mazes of a monastery-palace in a glimmer of sapphire and emerald).

My favorite ballroom dance is Quickstep. When one learns to dance quickstep, the instructor yells, “Slow, Slow, Quick-Quick” until nothing but those words can resound in the dancer’s mind. Those Madrid days were a dance – Quickstep in particular.

Slow, Slow: lazy days meandering through the capital of Madrid, captivated by walls of art, stumbling upon festivals and rifling through stores and sitting for hours with a single cup of coffee in an overstuffed chair.

Quick-Quick: rushes of weekends, countryside blurring from car and airplane and train windows, exam proctors yelling “time” as dozens of pens scratch out final responses, standing on the edge of Moncloa watching the cars race into the distance.

Somehow, the days melted away in that dance and I came to the end of my Madrid wanderings.

So if I can offer one piece of advice for my fellow dreamers and nomads, it is to never cease to wander and never cease to see wonder.

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On San Sebastián

Between sapphire sky, crystal ocean, yellow hills, and blue mountains, sits San Sebastián on the north-western tip of Spain. The ocean filters into the bay and from the bay, the city grows outward and onto the surrounding hills. In that bay, rests an island where the waves break, with a single house on its top, sharp cliffs of rock hewn by wind and ocean and time surrounding it.

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