Y’all want to know more about my travel experiences? I sure hope so because I’ve been nominated for a travel tag by the lovely Angela. She’s got all sorts of variety in her posts, from travel to food to regular postings of her favorite things. Check her out. So let’s get to the questions, shall
It’s 7pm over on my side of the world. A reasonable hour. I just woke up from a two hour nap. Some people have just gotten through accomplishing things. Don’t you think you’re special. Let me guess, you stopped by the grocery store; you’re making dinner; you’re doing laundry; you’re settling down with a beer
I’ve been thinking of how to start writing about my journeys in Thailand and it’s taken me more time than I had anticipated. I’ve decided to just start with one of my favorite experiences. Just one. The Maerim Elephant Sanctuary in Chiang Mai.
So, I love reading. I get anxious when I’m stuck somewhere with nothing to read. Many of you may be thinking, “Doesn’t she always have her phone? You know, like a normal person.”
When my friend and her boyfriend broke up, she was single (obviously), sad, and wanting new scenery. Wait, what?! You mean everyone doesn’t just curl up into a ball of misery and disappear from the world for at least a week?
A few years ago, I would’ve described myself as an eternally optimistic go-getter. I actually wasn’t that at all, but that was the way that I saw myself. A spontaneous adventurer. The reality is that I was afraid of taking chances. Real chances. I was terrified of failure. Any type of failure. Especially public failure.
Hello Everyone! I’d like to share with you my plan for a new project. Hopefully I’m not, as is my custom, spreading myself too thin. As many of you know from reading my recent post on Starting Late in fulfilling my dreams of travel, I plan to finally start having the life experiences that I’ve
Turning into the drive of The Raleigh Hotel, we are enveloped by the shade of lush green palms and cabana strips. I instantly feel like I’ve arrived. Arrived where? Arrived at life.
So I wasn’t the only one starting late. My children were born in the age of my confinement, and thus never had the pleasure of travel either. They were getting older, 8 and 11, and my daughter, in particular, was getting itched by the travel bug. “When will we go to California,” she’d ask. “When
So when you’re trying to live a life of adventure after many years of stale existence, you look for anything that might feed your eyeballs something new. You start scanning maps and checking distances. Sidenote: Google Maps is one of the best things that’s happened in my life. I’ve been known to end up in