If you are a traveling woman with such a heart, please know that you never have to apologize for being the whirlwind that you are. To anybody. Ever. You are beautiful and wild and you will hurt so much, but you will be okay.
You can see the whole universe in a drop of rain. In the eyes of a wild animal. Or in the toothless smile of a newborn.
Travel means freedom, it means finding yourself lost in the most amazing ways.
Pack light and get out of your comfort zone. It will change you and open your mind.
At the end of the day the answer is pretty simple — I prioritize travel.
Warriors wear shower shoes. Don’t expect a shower fit for a king. Bathroom floors can look pretty gross, especially if you don’t have slippers so you wear shoes into the bathroom.
First and foremost, I have learned and still continue to learn “how to travel” every time I step foot somewhere rather than my home state Michigan.
Send them snaps of your experiences, it’s free to send via What’s App. Maybe you can make them jealous, then they will fly out to visit you and treat you to a week of luxury. That’s the plan.
For the man who loves me enough to urge me to leave, step by step with a knot in my throat and tears streaming down my cheeks, onto the next adventure.
Travel is blurry memories, eager eyes, dizzy feet, and foreign streets.