As much as it sucks... Surviving stressful times will better equip us to handle with grace whatever life throws at us next.
Do you ever feel like you’ve collected a whole bunch of crap you don’t need for a reason you can’t place?
Costa Rica. My first international trip ENTIRELY ALONE, opened the floodgates to my new wave of solo travel.
This Christmas, I spent the holiday weekend packing, cleaning, and moving, from my 1,600 square foot house into something one-quarter the size.
I started slow; tentatively. I dabbled. I felt the rush. And then a longer trip, a farther trip, a riskier trip, and I was hooked.
“M” was a man that checked every box. By all intents and purposes, “M” was perfect for me. So why weren't we a match?
Why am I still single? Because of the sorry state of men out there. And the sorry state of men out there is directly related to the sorry state of women out there. (Before you crucify me, let me explain.)
“Travel blogger,” that’s so cliché. I’m simply a girl, who loves to travel, who is exhilarated by new experiences and places and peoples and cultures. What I want is to describe through words and show through pictures how I feel about solo travel... and hopefully inspire someone, somewhere, to push just a little further out of their comfort zone and perpetually have the best experiences of their life.