I’m staring at the blank page and biting my lip, trying to force some sort of closure, trying to formulate words that can somehow summarize my feelings about France and my time…
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“Why are you traveling? No, REALLY. Why are you traveling? What are you looking for?” I’m flabbergasted as I try to comprehend what is happening. Moments earlier I had been sitting with…
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I’ve been on the road for almost six months now- criss-crossing the States, spending a month in Mexico, and the last ten weeks in France. It’s been a whirlwind, one that I’m…
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This post is inspired by Kim and the Dear Life series she shared on her So Many Places blog. If you have time, read some of these open letters of gratitude to the…
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“Te voy a esperar cada dia hasta que estoy viejito,” he tells me as he bends his knees and hunches down, demonstrating the passage of time. I smile and wrap my arms…
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I’ve been traveling alone for five months now and the more I read and write, the more I experience, the more I realize that what I am doing is not unique or particular. Women all over the world are traveling on their own seeking adventure and authentic lifestyles. They are breaking rules and charting their own path.