Over time and many trips, I’ve discovered that I much prefer the freedom of planning-on-the-go. Never fear, to go blind is a little illogical: in this blog, I lay out my reasoning and process for going the less-planned route.
My flight into Dublin landed around 8 a.m. Sunday. When I approached the passport control officer in the non-EU citizen line, he fired off a number of questions. The exchange went a little something like this: “How long are you staying in Ireland?” he asked...
Costa Rica. My first international trip ENTIRELY ALONE, opened the floodgates to my new wave of solo travel.
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.