Stephanie Sadler, a freelance content writer, social media strategist and photography enthusiast working with study abroad organizations, travel brands, independent artists, and creative small business owners.

Hello! I’m Steph, a freelance content writer, social media strategist, and photography enthusiast.

Inspired by the life-changing impact of travel, I’ve leaned into the wonderful world of study abroad; most of my clients are international education organizations helping students connect authentically with the wider world.

I am also passionate about supporting independent artists and helping creative small business owners tell their stories and share powerful visuals to improve their reach and visibility, and to connect with collectors and customers.

In the study abroad field?

If your goal is to excite prospective direct-enroll students, build relationships with institutional partners, speak to nervous parents through your content, or reconnect with alumni, let’s talk.

I can give you a hand with:

  • Crafting LinkedIn captions that highlight the transformational power of global learning
  • Building incentive programs for student content creators
  • Managing and guiding content creators to share authentic experiences in reels and carousels for Instagram
  • Inspiring and engaging your alumni community with thoughtful content and encouraging them to share professional stories as they relate to study abroad
  • Writing newsletters that help faculty leaders and institutional partners stay connected through news, custom program highlights, and impactful stories
  • Other related projects: I’ve worked on email campaigns, website content, syllabi, writing projects related to rebranding, lead magnets, in-house newsletters, photography of students out and about on their study abroad programs, location photography, photo library management, and more.

I work within your brand’s voice and vision to make your content strategy and creation process smooth, effective, and (perhaps even) enjoyable. What I bring to the table is many years of experience in the field, creativity, initiative that takes the pressure off of you, flexibility, and efficient delivery of high-quality work even on tight deadlines (at least that’s what my LinkedIn recommendations say!).

Independent artist or creative small business owner?

I save space in my schedule for meaningful creative projects, so if you’re an artist or a small creative business owner feeling like you’re trying to keep too many plates spinning at once, I’d love to work with you. I can help out with content strategy, Instagram support, or any other projects (big or small, ongoing or one-off) that relate to content writing or social media strategy and management. I’d love to connect and hear all about what you’re working on!

Want to know more?

Reach out now or dive a little deeper first:

Come say hello on Instagram! 👋

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  • These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
  • đź“ŤLos Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
  • Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
  • Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
  • Back in November, I met my dad in Greece and we spent a week picking olives with a lovely bunch of people on the island of Kythira. Here’s a look back at our days spent harvesting the trees and our visit to the mill. @sadlergardencollections @christinahuisman @bakkerhanneke @marjaruisenderokken @agreekisland @wia4429 Have you ever been olive picking?
  • On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
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These photos were taken in the sleepy village of Arico el Nuevo (and a vineyard and olive grove that belongs to Jorge’s parents) tucked away between two ravines in the south of Tenerife. Walking around, we barely saw another person stroll past the whitewashed homes with their green accents. The entire village, which was set up as an agricultural settlement in the 18-century, is protected as a cultural heritage site. Have you explored anywhere new recently?
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📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
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📍Los Gigantes, Tenerife. It has been a long while since I’ve felt the inspiration to take my camera out for a walk, but while my parents were visiting over Easter break, we drove to the opposite end of the island, to Los Gigantes, and I a took a few shots. I’d only seen the dramatic cliffs up close from Teno on the opposite side where the angry Atlantic lashes at the rocks. Here, the sea was calmer. We followed the road up along the volcano on the drive home, so there’s a glimpse of El Teide in the last pic.
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Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
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Missing my tree-lined Putney walks, the misty moody Thames, and a good cup of tea to take along with me ❤️ ——— [Pics from my London trip in November]
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Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
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Back in May, I met up with my mom in Athens for a week. We ate delicious food, had some memorable cocktails, popped into all the independent shops, and wandered, explored, and relaxed. I love the way the city becomes more familiar with each trip, how different layers come to life. This was probably my 6th visit to Athens. I’ve realized more than ever since moving to Tenerife that I am, hands down, a city person. I appreciate the countryside and of course some fresh air, but I love a city most of all: the grittiness, the diversity, the freedom, the anonymity, the street art and creativity, the fast pace, the markets, the cacophony of sound and smells, the galleries and museums, the bookshops, the cafes, the street food, the assault on the senses, and the beautiful parks for balance. There are a handful of cities I feel drawn back to time and again. Athens is one of them, along with London which will always have my heart, Amsterdam, Edinburgh…and there are many others I’d love to re-visit one day. What about you? And if you’re a city person, is there one in particular that you’d return to time and again? #athens
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Back in November, I met my dad in Greece and we spent a week picking olives with a lovely bunch of people on the island of Kythira. Here’s a look back at our days spent harvesting the trees and our visit to the mill. @sadlergardencollections @christinahuisman @bakkerhanneke @marjaruisenderokken @agreekisland @wia4429 Have you ever been olive picking?
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On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
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On the tail end of our olive-picking adventures on Kythira Island back in November, my dad and I spent two days in Athens. We’d both been quite a few times before, so this wasn’t so much a site seeing trip as a visit for me to get my big city fix. (If there’s anything I’ve learned since moving across the street from a herd of goats in Tenerife, it’s that I am much more of a city person than I ever realised.) Athens is one of those beautifully gritty cities, oozing character with its ancient architectural wonders, buildings coloured with scribbled graffiti and impressive murals, jumbled flea markets, and bright yellow taxis. We sat outside at tavernas eating octopus and olives, went hunting for bookshops where I could find some English language books for the kids (difficult, though not as difficult as in Tenerife and I did find a gem where I stocked up!), and just enjoyed chatting and exploring as we wandered through the criss-crossed streets of the Plaka. Mainly, I basked in the cacophony of city sounds and city smells and city sights. The talented (and not so talented) buskers, and the impatient horns; the stench of the meat market, roasting corn in carts, and the sweetly scented lotions in Korres; the diversity of the commuters rushing for the train, the prowling street cats, and the unexpected glimpses of the Acropolis. Then it was a quick farewell Athens…Until we meet again. . . . . . #athensgreece #athenscity #thisisathens #discovergreece
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