Eat Dance Live

A lot of vegans or raw foodies I know are often concerned that they won't have enough to eat when they go on any kind of trip. To make things easier, they bring their own food, make lots of pre-packed dehydrated goodies for the road, and make sure they'll be able to survive. I admit, I was like that too. On this trip, I decided I would come empty handed. No superfoods. No dehydrated goodies. Just me, my palate, and a sense of confidence that the Mediterranean is full of plenty of yummy fruits and veggies for my consumption. And it was. As I mentioned in my last post , put out a pure intention and the Universe will provide. So unlike many reviews and travel accounts that you may find on google when you type "vegan travel in Greece" or something to that effect, here is my very positive account of how it can be done! (And I believe this can be applied anywhere in the world that has some form of vegetation!) Breakies: As you've seen, breakies have always been a nice b...

Athina, Agora, Akropoli, and all the other beautiful sights and sounds of this gorgeous country (and Aaaamazing food). Unfortunately, my mom brought the wrong wires for the "good" camera, so I wasn't able to transfer the hundreds of gorgeous shots I took today upon getting back. This also means that this bloggie will have to be settle for pictures from the "lesser" camera for the rest of our trip to Greece. Because I didn't realize this until we got back tonight, all the delectable food pictures I also took today were all for naught. However, instead of trying to recap my day in words, I'll just do it in pictures instead . All I can say is that my breath was taking anyway so many times today, and that was more than the 40 °C heat we faced today... First up, a yummy light breakie to fuel me in the morning (the only available food pic of the day): Then, a lot of breathtaking this: Theater of Dionysus at the foot of the Acropolis And this: Temple of Zeus fr...

I'm here! As my grad present, my parents have taken me to a land I dreamt of during my childhood the way most little girls want to be a Disney Princess (not that I didn't want that too). I grew up on Greek mythology more than I did on fairy tales. Why? I have no idea, I just found books of myths at the public library when I was a kid and just ate them up. And now, here I am. Day 1: We got into Athens at around 7pm (after a food-gasmic and swim-gasmic day in France yesterday), checked into our hotel and immediately went out to discover the city and quell of rumbling tummies. We headed straight for the Plaka via a quick walk to the Acropolis (... oh my God. Or wouldn't "Oh My Gods" be more appropriate in this case?). It was gorgeous. Beyond anything I imagined, really. The Plaka is where every tourist goes for some authentic (and sometimes tourist-trap) Greek food. The tavernas were aplenty as were tourist shops, boutiques, and ice cream shops. Now I'm the first...