Cover Letter

Dear Travel Industry,

Let me first start off by saying that I'm obsessed with traveling. I think about it all day long. I stalk it on Twitter. I fantasize about the places I could go and the people I could meet.

I am the kind of person you want to hire. I will work for you day and night, think about you when I'm not in the office and crawl out of bed at 4 a.m. when you desperately need me. I am dedicated and passionate and all those other adjectives that cover letters tend to include.

I will come to work with a smile on my face and leave with that same smile.

I will (and already do) encourage everyone to travel, to see the world, to experience a new culture.

Most importantly, I offer a history of results, as evidenced by the following travel-related activities I have accomplished:

• Born in Sweden (I'm already an EU citizen!)
• Lived in Stockholm, Arles, Nice, Los Angeles, Lyon and San Francisco.
• Speak French...fluently!
• Traveled to 5 out of 7 continents (and have high hopes to visit the other 2).

From what I know about myself, I believe I have the potential to make a great contribution to The Travel Industry.

Thank you very much for considering my application. I look forward to the opportunity to meet with you and further discuss my qualifications.

...Well, actually, just give me the job. I cross my heart that I'll be amazing at it.

Sincerely,

Cat

Happy Birthday To Me!

My birthday was a few days ago, and this year I wanted to celebrate by doing something low key. I started the day by taking a long walk with my aunt down to the water near Fisherman's Wharf, through Fort Mason and to the Marina. We decided to have lunch at this cute little place called Rose's Cafe where I had some amazing lemonade: sparkling lavender lemonade with a piece of mint (if you don't like sour, you might want to add some sugar)....mmm so good, I'm craving it right now!

On our way back to Nob Hill, we passed through Polk St. and stopped for some birthday froyo at Loving Cup. They are known for their creative way of mixing their froyo flavors and for their realllly delicious rice pudding. 

What I Saw

It's always a little strange coming back to Sweden. One part of me feels like it's very familiar, my old home, while another part of me feels like a foreigner here. While the sounds and tastes remind me of past times, the sights still seem new to me. Here are some images from around Stockholm:

~C

What I Ate

Not so typical foods from my travels to Sweden:

 Fresh picked raspberries

Champagne, raspberries and watermelon

Greek yogurt and raspberries, a pistachio cinnamon roll and pear cider

Homemade blueberry pie

Pear popsicles

Diam ice cream

Instead of sour cream & onion, they have dill chips

Fancy cakes

Assortment of delicious Swedish cookies

Swedish desserts

Homemade salmon sashimi and sake

~C

I Believe...

I believe that there is beauty everywhere. I  believe in a glass of wine a day, new book smell and sparkly accessories. I believe that "it is written" and that everything happens for a reason.

I believe in wearing your retainers at night, and soaking the dishes before you put them in the dishwasher. I believe in "may I", "please" and "thank you".

I believe that laughter is the best medicine, but so are kisses and cuddles. I believe in switching off, signing out and logging out every once in a while. I believe that wealth doesn't necessarily equal right, moral or kind-hearted.

I believe in laughing at yourself.

I believe that good friends can last forever.

I believe in kombucha, The Giants and good communication.

I believe in traveling around the world, forming new bonds and having new experiences. I believe in loyalty, compassion and positive energy.

What do you believe in?

(Inspired by C'est Christine and Where My Heart Resides) 

~C

On Returning to Sweden

In just 4 days, I'll be traveling to Stockholm once again. I was born there, I grew up there, but I never got to spend my young adult life there. Yes, I've seen the tourist attractions, the famous sites, eaten the typical Swedish meatballs, but I've never experienced it as a young adult. Where do the cool twenty-five year olds hang out? What do they listen to? What do they drink?

So what should I do in Stockholm?

I want to go here! The Icebar in the Nordic Sea Hotel

~C

A White Trash Weekend

I'm a little late on this post, but this picture is worth it. This 4th of July was celebrated in true white trash style: mullets, baby bumps and the sound of "U.S.A, U.S.A" chanted over and over while a bag of wine was passed around. Happy Birthday, Amurrica. Happy Birthday.

~C