by Mackenzie Patel Take it with a grain of salt, but I love cabins and insects now. I hand-catch fireflies like they’re bubbles and don’t mind cuddling with a few silverfish. The grandest example of biophilia, being outdoors makes me calm and a HD Thoreau transcendentalist. But how did I become a boot-wearing, tick-checking girl?… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel I won’t deny it: I’m a Tame Impala-loving, cassette tape-buying, fishnet-wearing hipster. Although I don’t think my artsy tendencies make me a typewriter junkie, I accept the blanket term and redefine it on my own terms. I don’t adore Starbucks or only wear black jeans; however, I will choose a museum over… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Technically, I spent a day and ¼ with the Viennese, so that snappy title is a goddamn lie. Prague was a playpen of commercialization (except the medieval Vysehrad) while Vienna was a classy bar of merlot, Campari, and Aperol. Going from that overcrowded, emotional city to the modern frankness of Austria was… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hi all! It’s been graying eons since I’ve posted on LTA, but here’s a stereotypical MACKENZIE PATEL post about my one and only stable, reliable love: Ancient Rome. I first traveled to Rome in the summer of 2011, the sticky months of ignorance and unformed personality gracing my 14-year-old self. That trip… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! Gnarled bust of dead men, bloody combats between enslaved brutes, and languid nights of velvet sofas and sex excite me in the historical sense. I am in love with Ancient Rome. Bedsheets of Suetonius, aphrodisiacs of ancient Mediterranean seafood, and collarbones kisses of Julius Caesar have seduced me more than… Read More

by Mackenzie Patel Hello all! Another trek to Europe is under my belt, the combat boots of culture laced up tight and army green. I had a fabulous time in London, Prague, Vienna, and Rome, the two weeks of margarita pizzas and Pilser Urquells slipping away too quickly. Although my sneakers were ground to bits… Read More