Naturally, my boyfriend and I chose to travel together for the same reason as most couples: we both wanted to see the world so why not do it together?
After years of traveling alone I’m grateful for the things that I’ve learned and the strengths that I’ve come to know about myself.
A worker who was doing construction on the buildings claims they secretly constructed five stories underneath the structure we see.
Travel might rough you up but it always promises to love you afterwards.
Home isn’t another person.
Attending college immediately after high school seems like a normal step for most students. But for others, joining college right away doesn’t feel right.
I’ve seen SO many others cost themselves big $$$ by not paying close attention to exchange rates.
Paris was an adventure. It was buying the perfect dress and smoking too much and always eating outside and making mistakes and crying with my friends for all that I had lost and was about to gain.
We used to travel together. I should miss him. But I didn’t. I was alone. I should be sad. But I wasn’t.