If you couldn’t already tell from how often I still talk about it, Sri Lanka was probably my favorite part of this recent journey. The landscapes and beaches were phenomenal, but the abundance of exotic wildlife both on land and in the ocean had me constantly enthralled. Even in urban areas, it was really easy … More Party Animals
Part of the journey of life is figuring out what the hell we want to do with ourselves. It seems like this comes pretty naturally to some people, or maybe those people are just less restless than I am, but I also see a ton of my friends and peers struggling to find their purpose … More Work work work work work work
A few months before I left for my trip, my friends would joke that this was going to be one of those “eat, pray, love” things. I did my best to not be offended by that kind of talk, knowing that I was already in my perfect, final adult form. I didn’t have any soul … More 8 things I learned because I traveled the world alone for 130 days.
Hostels. Oh, hostels. Oh my god, hostels. I actually mostly like hostels a lot. I’ve been staying in them on and off for two months now and although they’ve taken some getting used to, and they for sure have their drawbacks, the pluses definitely outweigh the negatives. But oh man, have I learned a ton. … More The Hostel Situation
You know how sometimes you get the hang of Sri Lanka’s train and bus system and you totally assume that you can conquer anything after that? That was me two months ago and boy was I wrong. I am not an expert traveller by any means and I’ve never pretended to be. I’m just doing … More Lost in Transportation
Everyone loves vacations. That’s actually pretty indisputable. We all talk about our last one, dream about our perfect one, and plan our next one. It’s usually one or two weeks in some relaxing paradise with a group of friends. Or maybe ten days traveling around a European country or two, taking in the historic sights and dining … More Traveling Alone is F*@$%&# Hard
While I was up north in Spain, I was super close to the French border. You could actually just see France from most places in the village I was in. So I decided it would make a good story to walk to France, even though I was still a few weeks away from my planned … More Going to the Chapel