Two, three years ago, you could find me in Manhattan, walking the red carpet at a movie premiere or at an exclusive launch party. I had a dream job. But that all changed when I was laid off by email. And I wouldn't change a thing.
Costa Rica. My first international trip ENTIRELY ALONE, opened the floodgates to my new wave of solo travel.
I’m simply a girl, who loves to travel, who is exhilarated by new experiences and places and peoples and cultures. “Travel blogger,” that’s so cliché.
Do you love your job? On my surface, my job was a dream job. But when people asked me that, I could never give them an emphatic yes. (My diplomatic response was, ‘Well, I get to do a lot of cool things…’)