The giant Alsa charter bus I’m on bounces suddenly and I jar awake out of my peaceful slumber. I squint my eyes open to see the sun beginning to set behind rows of dilapidated Andalusian-style buildings and overgrown, neglected fields. Where the eff am I? My... read more
If I had to pick a word to sum up my last month, it would be “reflection.” I moved out of Toronto and spent three weeks with my family in Saskatchewan. I reflected on six-and-a-half years spent in Canada’s largest city. I left my family to work at a... read more
In Spain, when Semana Santa is mentioned, it is rare that it is preceded by the phrase “stumbling upon.” I decided to go to Sevilla on, more or less, a whim. I had (somewhat unexpectedly) cut my volunteering time at a Granada hostel down from six weeks to... read more
I was eight years old the first time I clued into the fact that there was a famous person named Pablo Picasso. The year was 1999, the movie 10 Things I Hate About You had just come out, and my older cousin was sitting on my living room couch watching it as she babysat... read more
Before I arrived in Granada, everything I knew about the city I learned from Pinterest and Lonely Planet. Needless to say I didn’t have a very thorough overview. So when I arrived in Granada in the early afternoon of March 26th, I had my eyes open wide and my... read more
Hey there, I'm Taylor!
I'm a traveller in a leather jacket with a deep love of all things rock n' roll. Although I have absolutely zero actual musical ability whatsoever, my ultimate passion is travelling the world with music as my compass, exploring all those points of musical relevance as I go. Let's geek out together!