The gravel road, surrounded by trees, the dark is starting to roll in and follow you up the long path. Your heart speeds up with anticipation. A perfect adrenaline rush crawls over your skin when the dilapidated buildings come into focus. If you have ever been to a haunted attraction, then you know what I am talking about. The idea of getting scared in an abandoned asylum is the kind of rush you have been waiting for the whole year. The lines of people waiting don’t deter you because they are there for the same reason as you.

I have always wanted to visit Pennhurst. You could say it was on my bucket list. I stayed at the Hilton Garden Inn in Valley Forge about twenty minutes from the asylum. It is in a nice area surrounded by shops and restaurants. I bought the tickets two weeks in advance which considering the amount of people, I am glad I did. Driving up to the buildings and seeing the expanse of the grounds, you realize that some pictures only show so much. My intensions were to take a night tour of the buildings, maybe catch a ghost on my camera or feel the eeriness of the once thriving hospital. What I didn’t realize was my trip would not involve touring the grounds but stepping into a sensory overload of scares and surprises around the corner. I am ashamed to say, it was my first haunted attraction, but I was NOT disappointed. No pictures are allowed to be taken inside the building or the actors for copyright purposes (makes sense).

 There was so much thought and time spent putting on a show of gore and heart pounding thrills that I praise the coordinators and the actors. Every room, every corner, you constantly were on edge of what or who would jump out at you. The whispers, the eerie music, the light show. There was something for everyone. Not only ghosts and ghouls come for you in the dimly lit corridors, but dead nurses, wailing and confused patients, animatronics and creatures of the dark. Each building carried a different theme. The tunnels bring a different sense of creepiness. Knowing they were used to transfer the dead so the other patients couldn’t see. My heart pounding, my nerves on edge, it was definitely a different experience; one I wouldn’t mind repeating. Next time I go, it will be for an actual tour.

The Mutter Museum is somewhat of an oddity. It houses medical instruments from ancient times up to the present day. Jars filled with body parts from animals and humans that suffered skin abnormalities or rare diseases. What was interesting is seeing pages from Grimm’s fairytales and the true stories of Snow White and how it tied into the museum. There was a room dedicated to how people from different backgrounds were used in the exploration of medicine. It was heartbreaking to read how certain people were used for the evolution of medicine. A wall lined top to bottom of human skulls and what they died from, and their age was the most popular part of the museum.
The top floors housed medical books and sketches; early drawings of medical devices and how they evolved over the years. I won’t lie, it is macabre, but interesting and something to see. You are not allowed to take pictures in the museum or touch any of the books in the library. All in all, the trip was definitely worth taking. Next on my spooky list is the Lizzy Borden House!

I might not be a world traveler yet, but I have traveled to places close to by backyard and I find that if you really think about it, packing can be the same whether you are going across the country, or around the world. As always, you must be mindful of the weather where you are going and what time of year you are going because it will depend on what you pack. I of course like to research before I go anywhere outside where I live (the United States) because the weather can be very different outside your home country.

When I traveled to Greece, there was an issue with the airlines losing luggage. This is one of my biggest fears, going somewhere that might not have certain things that I need. I decided to pack a carry-on instead of a checked bag. Now, this might not be doable for everyone, so I suggest getting an air tag to throw in your suitcase in case the worst thing happens. The carry-on was perfect because it was always with me, and even though I packed it well, I ended up not wearing a few things because the weather had changed at the last minute (this can happen). It is always better to be prepared however.

The few things that I realized was certain garments can be used more then once, like jeans. I was worried that I would stick out like a tourist if I wore certain items of clothing, but you are going to stick out like a tourist anyway. Just make sure when you are visiting religious sites to always abide by their rules. The one thing not to skimp on is underwear. My advice is to bring every pair, you never know what can transpire and laundry service can be very expensive. There are travel laundry sheets you can buy off Amazon. I bought packing cubes off Amazon too. They help keep your clothes organized and you can coordinate your outfits.

I packed a pair of nice pants and a dress in case I went out to a nice place for dinner. Same applies to shoes. I suggest a nice pair of flats because depending on where you visit, heels might not be the bast option but do your research first. A great pair of walking shoes or sandals if you are traveling in the summer is a must. Again, it always depends on what time of year you are traveling and what you will be doing. 

Going through security it a hassle, but it is important to follow the rules, that way it doesn't cause a back up. I remember when I traveled to Greece my layover was in London and Heathrow airport. There is a huge sign when you enter the line that explains what you must do to get through the line efficiently. I cannot tell you how many people either didn't care or didn't see the sign (not sure how it's freaking huge) and caused long waits because they didn't do something simple like take off their jacket, or pack their toiletries correctly. I actually ended up missing my flight home because of this carelessness. Please be mindful of others' time and of course yours too. Planes don't wait.

Imagine being able to visit the one place in the world you always wanted to go. That was Greece for me. Since the sixth grade I have been fascinated with Greek Mythology. The legends of the Gods and Goddesses fascinated me into my adult years. To finally be able to visit the places where these stories were born was a lifelong dream for me, and why my first book series is located in Greece. Walking the streets of Athens, admiring the ancient structures, it was almost like being transferred back in time. I went in October; being told there were less tourists, however I noticed during certain times of the is the only time it is truly empty. Early morning and late afternoon due to the cruise liners. Even though it can be crowded, I still enjoyed every bit.

I wanted to make sure I was close to the temples and the hot spots that were on my travel list. So, if this is also your idea, I suggest bringing a nice pair of walking shoes. You will have to pay to visit the temples, but they are definitely worth it. Almost everything is in one place, and the sheer size of the temples make you feel so small. I stayed at the Hotel Grande Bretagne in Athens. A beautiful structure outside as well as inside; you almost feel like royalty when you walk in. My favorite part of the hotel was having breakfast on the eighth floor while watching the sun rise with the Acropolis in the distance.

The places I visited were the quaint neighborhood of Plaka (a must see). Small restaurants that place their outside patrons at seats that crawl up and down the concrete steps. The beautiful flowers that overflow in pots incase you while you enjoy your meal or just walk through the neighborhood. The souvenir shops bring so much joy when you try to find that perfect gift for your loved ones back home. Traditional pieces such as painted votives, miniature sculptures of the gods. The food; one word. AMAZING. I have never tasted anything so fresh, so flavorful with only a few ingredients. A traditional Greek salad, with a side of Ozo. If you like the taste of black liquorish, this is the drink for you. Avocado toast with fresh salmon, and sliced avocados and capers.

The Acropolis that I mentioned above is a must see location. High above the city of Athens, where you have an incredible 360 degree view of the city as you walk around the temple. The sight of the structures from history hit you right in the heart. A feeling that you cannot believe you are experiencing them. I was in awe of everything I saw. The scenic photos that I kept seeing on the internet searches were now right in front of me as a part of real life. I visited the Temple of Zeus, the Temple of Ares, Athena, Hephaestus, and Apollo.

Santorini was my next stop. I always feel like being near the ocean, whether I am right next to it, or in the middle of it there is this sense of peace. The only downside was taking the ferry from Athens to Santorini. The ferry took eight hours, but it was totally worth the torture of sitting next to a group of girls who were flirting with local Greek men.

The different restaurants to choose from, the fresh gelato, the food of course, and just the all-around atmosphere. I stayed in the village of Oia. I did a hike from Oia to the village of Fira. If you stay in Fira, you can do the hike the other way and catch a ride back. The hike takes around four hours, but you will get the best views of Santorini. The small houses and shops, the churches with the blue roofs that make the village so popular, the stone streets and walls. I went early in the morning before most people were out. I recommend this so you do not run into people while they are, or you are taking pictures. Some of what you would call paths are very narrow. The hike is marked so you do not have to worry about directions-thankfully.

One of the most beautiful things about Santorini is the sunsets. Watching the sunset over the water while you’re having dinner, or the sunrise while having breakfast, something I have never experienced on any coast in the States. For me, this whole trip was to life a life like dream. To visit a place I learned about and loved since I was a kid. It was at the top of my bucket list and I was not disappointed. Of course there will always be things that can be an irritant; not everything is perfect. However, it’s new experiences that help us grow, and realize the world is so much bigger than our backyard. There are other places in Greece I would love to visit; and one day I will.  

The hotel in South Boston is about a 15 minute drive to Boston Harbor. I was able to explore a lot of the harbor which was surrounded by skyscrapers, seafood restaurants and bars. I walked around the harbor and headed to China Town not realizing it was a four hour walk. However, there was so much to see in the city that it didn’t feel as long as it actually took. There were a lot of pastry shops-one I remember I didn’t know what it was, so I had to look it up. They were mooncakes. They were in the window and looked pretty intriguing. ​

Have you ever been to a place that seems to call to you the moment you step onto the asphalt? Something whispers in your ear, “I’ve been waiting for you.” That is the magic of New Orleans-at least for me. Many people associate NOLA when they visit is the smell and that is all they seem to hold onto. Yes, I agree that it has a distinct smell (that is putting it nicely) but when you really walk around, when you immerse yourself into the history, and the mysticism of the city, you tend to forget all that and left with a sense of otherworldly. There are not many places in the United States that I want to visit, but New Orleans was at the top of my list. It is mysterious, alluring and romantic. Everything someone with a love of the unique can ask for. The darkness doesn’t just surround you; it consumes you. Pulls you into a sensual kiss and doesn’t let go.

I wanted to stay close to the heart of the city. To be able to walk the city and have the full sense of what makes this place so special. I stayed on the street behind Bourbon Street at the Bourbon Orleans Hotel in the French Quarter. Summer tourism was not high so during the week most people were at work, so the streets were quiet during the day. I decided to travel in September (most places I visit are in the fall due to low tourism) which even though it was hurricane season, I was lucky to only have one day of rain-for twenty minutes. However, it is extremely humid and depending on where you live and your question of transportation, I would probably fly if you are not in close proximity. I decided to drive-(fifteen hours to save on a plane ticket) big mistake because I had to pay for parking because of where the hotel is located, and only used the car once. Every night is a party on Bourbon Street-and carrying an alcoholic drink in the street was something I had never experienced. I have to admit it took me a bit to get used to it and not look over my shoulder every ten minutes. The street was closed off to traffic and even though police were around, they seemed to interact more with the patrons instead of harassing them.

Jazz musicians perform on the streets. The music seems to call to you and you feel privileged to be among the patrons experiencing it. Shops from souvenirs to the macabre entice tourists inside; shot glasses and bottle openers to bundled sage, crystals and voodoo dolls. To say there is something for everyone is an understatement. One of the best things about traveling is the food. I want to immerse myself in the culture; have my taste buds explode on flavors that I might never have experienced if I hadn’t made the jump to go. I had authentic Jambalaya at a bar/dance club that was amazing. Shrimp creole and alligator bites at Pat O’Briens-highly recommend-and gumbo at ‘The Gumbo Shop’. Café Du Monde for beignets and coffee.

For those who are more into the macabre, who not only want to learn about the history but want to walk with the dead, ghost tours are what you want. They are relatively inexpensive and defiantly worth it. Even for those who might be bit of a skeptic, it is still fun. The guides are very knowledgeable and you can tell they love what they do. Most ghost tours are at night but one day tour was to St. Louis Cemetery #1 where the Voodoo Priestess Marie Laveau’s tomb is located. It is a small cemetery, in the heart of the city, but the history-just like most of New Orleans is wonderful. Some have even said they’ve experienced cold spots, or even have spotted Marie Laveau herself. I love anything with the paranormal. I love ghost stories. If you are like me, New Orleans is a must see. I can just imagine:

‘On a dark evening, fog rolling in, a mysterious man wearing a top hat walking through Jackson Square. The streetlamps that are lit with fire flicker on his face. He smiles and fangs elongate past his lips.’

One place that was also magnificent was Lafayette Cemetery #1 in the Garden District. It is one of the most beautiful cemeteries I have ever been to so far. Rows of tombs and mausoleums greet you the second you pass through the gates. It’s peaceful, and alluring. The architecture of the tombs and the trees are what give it that incredible factor. To get to Lafayette Cemetery #1 I rode the trolley (which for an inexpensive price you can ride it all day), and just walked around including visiting Trinity College. The park surrounding the campus is a great place to get your steps in. There is a walking path that also includes a bike lane around the ponds.

New Orleans is a unique place. I would definitely put it on the list of places to see. I really believe it has something for everyone. Just to experience something completely new. I don’t know if it is the atmosphere, but it feels like you might be in a different world-especially at night. The magic of NOLA grabs you when you least expect it; welcomes you with a warm embrace. When you leave, it keeps hold  and hopes one day you will return. That could just be me though.

Ireland; The Emerald Isle. It is hard to imagine a place of such beauty. It is a country of legends, myths and of magic. My love for Ireland started when I began reading one of my favorite authors Karen Marie Moning and her ‘Fever Series’. The descriptions in her books captivated me enough to wonder if the country was as beautiful as she spoke of. I am happy to say, it checked all the boxes. You could probably say it sparked my interest in The Fae (Fairies) and was part of the inspiration for my first novel. Touching down in the country, there is a different vibe that you feel, like you know you are in a place that just might give you a part of its magic to take back home with you. A feeling that you don’t want to leave or can’t wait to return.

I booked my trip for a week and half with a tour group-a singles group to be exact-through a travel website. I might have been the youngest in the group, but I never felt like it. The people I met and traveled with were all amazing people from different walks of life. I think that is what made the trip that much more special for me. The weather in Ireland seems to be constant. I went in June but instead of constant summer like temperatures, it was overcast, raining, and sometimes it could be warm with sun. The temperatures ranged from warm during the day and a bit cooler at night. Comfortable walking shoes were a must, and I brought a light windbreaker just in case.

The tour included a bus to different parts of the country where we stayed in hotels, walked around the different towns/villages and learned about the history. Castles are in abundance wherever you go; long past being inhabited. You can just imagine walking around what it might have looked like back in the day. Hearing the thundering hooves of horses pulling carriages up to the gates. The chatter from servants, Lords throwing elegant parties and ladies mingling in their extravagant gowns. 

I stayed primarily in Dublin, an incredible city of stores, pubs, business, and art galleries. The streets are alive with performers, street artists, businessmen and women, locals and tourists alike. People of different cultures spend time together. Laughter fills the air. It might be a city, but it is still a sight to see. One way to get around the city that was very convenient is the Hop On Hop Off Bus. For a set fee, you can travel around the city to different attractions and popular places. One place I wanted to visit in Dublin was the Temple Bar District. It is one of the main locations the protagonist visits in Karen Marie Moning’s ‘Fever Series’. The bar is incredible. Live music, amazing food like lemon pepper salmon with Irish soda bread and capers. Fish and chips with a side of Guinness and authentic Irish stew.
The Guinness Storehouse is very cool, even if you don’t like Guinness beer. There are 7 floors. Each floor of the storehouse takes you through the stages of how the beer is created. There is also a sky bar on the roof so that you can see the city of Dublin in every direction.

When I travel, I want to make sure I can see as much as I can. Sometimes my finances do not allow me to, but when I can, I make sure to take advantage of every day. The great thing about traveling with a group is the tour bus. The guide was wonderful; funny and extremely knowledgeable. We traveled to different places like the city of Kilkenney, and the town of Killarney. Beautiful castles and wonderful towns. Each one had its own vibe. The locals were very friendly, accepting and accommodating. Blarney Castle near Cork is one of the most popular sights. No, I did not kiss the Blarney Stone. I was told that they don’t always clean the stone after someone lays their lips on it. No thank you.
 

I went to Waterford where the New Years Eve ball is created and watched glass blowing. I visited the site where they filmed Castle Black from Game of Thrones. I got to walk on the rocks of a fairy ring/fairy fort, and even got to see a tree decorated with offerings for the Leprechauns. As I said before, this country is ripe with magic and its legends. There were so many spectacular places in Ireland to visit it is hard to name everything here. Driving through the countryside from town to town was incredible because the scenery is so beautiful. I can see why it is called The Emerald Isle.

I stayed a few more days after the group departed to visit Belfast. I took a four hour train ride in the very early hours of the morning. Only spending one day. I walked on the Cliffs of Moher. I felt like I was on top of the world in the middle of nowhere. Belfast is in Northern Ireland, so I made sure to visit the coast and the Giant’s Causeway. A spectacular sight. Hexagon stones that make up the surface. The legend states the hexagon stones and columns ware the remains of a causeway that was built by a giant. The Irish giant was challenged to a fight by a Scottish giant. The causeway was built so the two could meet. There are different stories surrounding the legend. I am very interested in different ways of things being what they are, listening or reading about different cultures and their stories.

I haven’t visited many places yet, and hopefully that will change in the future; I have a list. I have been asked on a few occasions out of the few places I have been so far, what place is my favorite. My answer is Ireland. I cannot think of just one reason why, it is a combination of things. It is a sense of comfort, welcome, and just a feeling of home. Maybe this is why I write the stories I do. It’s the magic about Ireland that draws me in. I cannot wait for my next adventure. I think you should find yours too.