Life is filled with strangers who shape our lives, both good and bad. All the people you meet leave a piece of themselves with you. And often you don’t realize it until much later on. More often than not, it’s the people – not the places – that shape us the most.
Last week, I lost my passport. It was by far the worst thing that has happened to me while traveling. Sure, getting hospitalized due to food poisoning in Costa Rica was pretty bad, but emotionally, losing nine years of stamps is worse. So I thought it only fitting that has we get half way through […]
I’m a man of routine. Whenever I fly, I put my boarding pass in my passport, and then put both of those in the magazine pocket in front of my seat. I flip through the bad in-flight magazine. I put it back. I tune out to my music. Grab my passport and exit the plane. […]
I realize I don’t talk about my personal life a lot. I made a conscious effort years ago that I wouldn’t make this site another travel blog of where I go and what I do. Frankly, I don’t think that my life is interesting enough that people would care that today I ate good food […]
This is a guest post by Ayngelina of Bacon is Magic. She will be writing a series of articles on traveling as a solo female in your thirties. In the last 14 months, I have traveled from Mexico to Argentina solo. What surprises me most are people’s reactions to a female alone in Latin America; […]
I often feel that the “rawness” of travel can lead to instant lifelong friends. You meet someone once and feel like you’ve known them for years. As fellow travelers, we already have common bonds that make friendship between us more likely. We have a shared interest, a shared experience – life on the road – and it brings us together faster and stronger than usual.