Well, it’s official – I live in Texas. It’s been just over a week since my boyfriend and I arrived and now we’ve officially been in our apartment for a week. It’s our first apartment together, and my first apartment ever. All of my bedroom furniture came with along with a few other items like a chair and bookcases. Once we’re able to there will be a dining room set purchased and a new couch. But for what we have right now it’s comfortable and cozy and, most importantly, it’s ours.
Sam and I drove from Minneapolis to Missouri on our first day. We went out of the way because Sam’s best friend lives in Missouri and he and his wife just had a baby so we wanted to stop by and see them, plus it gave us a free stay for the night. We drove through Iowa which was probably the least exciting part of the whole drive. Even though I slept through most of the state, the part I was awake for was not entirely exciting. Plus the rain didn’t help the fact that I was incredibly sad about leaving home.
But we made it into Missouri without any problems, well except for the truck that almost ran us off the road. We arrived at Sam’s friends house around 3:00 in the afternoon and talked and laughed and held the baby. Although our stay was brief it felt great that Sam was able to catch up with old friends and that I was able to become a part of their little family as well. We got a great night sleep and set out the next morning to finish our journey. It was the longest part of the trek but with Pandora radio on our side we knew we could make it. While driving through the rest of Missouri I sort of wished we’d been able to stay longer. The winding roads we drove on and the magnificent farm land had me looking out the window the entire time. We saw billboards for caves as well and that sounded really interesting. But we had to keep going. Texas was about 13.5 hours away, and we weren’t stopping overnight again.
Eventually we made it into Oklahoma and we were lucky enough that we missed all of the bad weather that was happening in and around the state. It was sunny the entire time! But, Oklahoma was sort of like Iowa, flat and uneventful but since the rain didn’t hit us it was bearable. I’d rather watch sunny farm fields than dreary ones.
Missouri and Oklahoma took up most of that last travel day but once we made it into Texas, it still felt like forever before we made it to Sam’s parents house. It didn’t help that we hit the Dallas rush hour and rain, but around 7:30 that night we were finally at our resting spot. We spent the night at Sam’s and the next morning loaded up a couch and television his family gave us and set off for Houston to get the keys to our humble abode. That was the only furniture we had for a couple of days. The moving company wasn’t able to bring our stuff until last Monday but boy did it feel good to finally sleep in my own bed.
So now we are going to make Houston home for the next few years while Sam goes to law school. Once I find a job and gain some more financial stability, I really hope I can start doing all of the traveling I want to do. My bank account laughed at me the other day when I was looking at airfare for Peru (I really want to go to Machu Picchu). In the meantime I’ll stick with exploring my new city and the surrounding areas. It also sounds like I’ll get to go to Louisiana in July for Sam’s birthday, someplace I’ve never been.
Here’s to a new adventure and a new stage in my life!
Exactly a week from today I will be leaving the snowy tundra of Minnesota for the currently flooded Houston, Texas. I moved from Washington state to Minnesota in 2011 with my mom and her wife and attended Augsburg College where I graduated in May. The second half of my senior year I started dating the love of my life and after I graduated he decided to move home to Texas so he could advance in his career choice which involves going to law school. Long distance relationships are hard enough but to do one for three or more years sounded ludicrous so it was decided that I would move to the Lonestar state.
To many people it seems as if I’m moving for a guy, and yes that’s part of it. I’m moving for him but I’m also moving for us, and myself. As someone who wants to travel for a living this move presented itself with some benefits. Texas is huge and has a lot of potential to get out and experience the South, a part of the country I’ve yet to really explore. Cities may not be close together but I’m up for a road trip!
I also think moving to Texas and moving in with the person I see myself with will benefit a bit more financially. With planning the move we both realized that we couldn’t just spend money on senseless things and that we should really focus on saving as much as possible. The fact that we’re moving in with not much in the way of furniture will also make us want to save more so we, well, have a place to sit.
The idea of visiting Texas was something that never crossed my mind. It’s a red state, and I’m not exactly of the red party. I’d heard nothing good came out of Texas but you really can’t judge a book by its cover…or a state by who came out of it. It’ll be an experience for sure, but one I’m absolutely willing to have.
Now it’s just a matter of tying up loose ends here in Minnesota; seeing friends, finishing packing, all the wonders that come with moving. But, here’s to the next adventure.
In July of last year, Sam and I went to middle of nowhere Wisconsin to travel through The House on the Rock. I wanted to experience it after reading about its existence in American Gods by Neil Gaiman during one of my last college courses. We drove 4 hours from Minneapolis to Spring Green, WI and spent almost the same amount of time in the house. It was truly one of the most unique places I’ve been to. Here are some photos from the house, and keep in mind that these photos don’t even cover half of what we saw.
It’s been a very long week and it’s about to be a very long weekend as well. That’s what happens when you work in sales and it’s Valentine’s Day weekend. I was put into a manager position for this week due to the absence of our actual manager and I’m quite tired, but I want to continue to post every week. For this week, I don’t have much to say that wouldn’t sound like a rant or completely bitchy (pardon my French). So instead this post is going to be for my favorite photos I took while in Texas in September. Enjoy.
Life doesn’t always go as planned. I mentioned recently that I would be going to Scotland in September to travel around on my own. Well, money is a thing that exists and unfortunately I didn’t quite have enough to make sure my stay in the Land of the Loch was comfortable. Getting to Scotland wouldn’t have been the issue, but I would have starved for ten days. But you just have to roll with the punches. Scotland it going to be postponed and instead I’ll be headed south to the Lonestar state, Texas.
My boyfriend and I have been dating since January of this year and he’s a Texas native who is moving back to attend law school. Minnesota and Texas aren’t exactly next to each other so we’ll be doing long distance for a while. The money I’ll be saving by not going to Scotland right now will help tremendously in not only going to Texas but helping me to get back on board financially. Besides, my mother keeps telling me “Scotland isn’t going anywhere.”
As much as I would love to spend 10 days looking for Nessie I have to be an adult right now and spend so frivolously. The more I save now, the more I can do when I rebook my trip overseas. There’s always a give and take and I’m learning now more than ever that I need to slow down and look at what I can actually do right now and plan on what I can do later.
I look at this change of plans and am still completely okay with the outcome. Either way, I’m traveling and that’s the goal of my life. I’ve never been to Texas and I want to go places I’ve never been. I’m still going to get just as much of a culture lesson as I would in the UK. This is just a little closer to home.
For almost the past year I’ve neglected to pay any attention to my blog and that’s all about to change. To achieve any future in writing, I need to write. I will not put my creative writing degree to waste. To those of you who have followed me in the past, I continue to appreciate any support. To those future supporters, thank you. Before posting this I have already changed the style, layout, and title of this site to reflect what I’m ultimately going to post for you all. I’ve also deleted all of my previous entries because this is the start of something new.
My name is Katrina and I am six days away from graduating with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Creative Writing from Augsburg College. In my four years taking countless English writing and literature courses I’ve studied abroad twice. My first adventure was to Berlin, Germany for the spring semester of my sophomore year. While there, I traveled to several other countries including France (for a second time), Russia, Ireland, Czech Republic, and Italy (for a second time). I learned a lot about myself during those few months and I made friends who I hope to keep for a lifetime. My second journey was this past May (2014); I spent a week and a half in Ljubljana, Slovenia with a horde of Augsburg students and two professors studying the Slovenian education and psychology systems. At the end of the trip we spent a day in Croatia and two in Italy – my future refuge. I couldn’t imagine my life without travel which is why my future career goal is to be a travel writer.
The goal for this new start of my blog is to write more and write often. I can’t neglect my passion if it’s going to shape my career. I will write about my travels, past and future, posting pictures along with and I may post other items like short prompted stories and such.
As I said before, I’m just days away from graduating and to be honest I’m terrified. I know that my dream job isn’t going to fall into my lap and I think that’s why I’m striving to write more because in order for that job to even appear I need to get myself out there. I’ve stayed quiet for long enough. The world is out there and it’s waiting for me. I hope you’re all along for the ride.