Liz | Travel Essays

It’s a Thursday evening, at dusk. The residential street I’m walking down is lovely. Cozy homes snuggled into hilltops. Vibrant red and yellow leaves scattered beneath cars, aside curbs.

Who Dat Cafe

One of the first things I do in an unfamiliar city? Scout a coffee shop. Stat.

Cafe del Mar

It’s a Sunday. Suspicious Minds, right off Elvis’s #1 hits album, is streaming on Tidal. “We can’t go on together,” he wails. “with suspicious minds…” My love for Elvis is one of my best guarded secrets. This isn’t a hipster thing, I once had an affinity for slick back hair – a strange, school girl…

Must Love Travel

This is literally posted in my Tinder profile – the next leg of an experiment to try online dating (with my own little twist, of course). If you’re reading this, hi! I’m not crazy. Well, a little. But everyone is a certain brand of crazy. I might be yours. Keep reading. I’m a relatively normal,…

Must Love Travel – Profile

If you didn’t read the post related to this, read it here. Or remain without context. Name: Melissa Other Aliases: Missy, Driftyland Missy, that girl who looks like Justin Bieber during his blonde phase. Sense of Humor: A combination of Adventure Time, Futurama, South Park and Bob’s Burger’s references mixed in with the dark sarcasm…

A Halloween Morning In Roanoke

I visited Roanoke after attending a family wedding. I didn’t realize how close Roanoke was to the event, but was delighted when I arrived on the island. I’ve been watching American Horror Story: Roanoke since it aired last month, and was ecstatic that I got to visit the real lost colony.