For me, wanderlust is both the longing and the need to go on an adventure to explore a new place, and it is something I have been afflicted with my entire life.
Warning: Side effects of this affliction may include: open mindedness, self reliance, unsatisfaction with the 9-5, and empty bank accounts
If travel was a person she would be the supporting actor to my life’s play. She’s taught me so much and has played such a key role in shaping me into the person that I am today. Continue reading Itchy Travel Feet
Ever since I was a little girl I have been drawn to high places. It didn’t really matter what – trees, boulders, cliffs – they all called my name, daring me to climb up and behold the wonders that they were saving for me at their summits. And while my illusions of invincibility slowly crumbled away with my youth, this magnetic need to get to the top has never wavered.
I stumbled across this eye-catching feature during an afternoon hike on South Molle Island in Australia. All it took was one look and I knew I had to get to the top. So, I kicked off my flipflops and got to it.
Today’s post was inspired by this week’s Photo Challenge by The Daily Post: Atop
And yet somehow, I’d never managed to get there until now! This always surprises people. I’ve traveled around the world more than once, been to over 20 countries and literally spent the last 4 years living just on the other side of the border – but I’d never been to New York? What?! I know, I know – ridiculous.
On the road to Lake St Claire, Tasmania we found this little guy.
We were barreling down the highway when my friend Scott yelled “stop the car!” We did, and walked back along the side of the road where I got to meet my very first (and only) wild echidna! To this day, I honestly have no idea how Scott managed to spot him from the car.
For those of you who don’t know, echidnas are members of the very exclusive monotreme club: an eccentric subclass of mammals that lay eggs instead of giving birth to their babies. The only other member still around today is the duck billed platypus and both of these cool little weirdos can be found in Tasmania. Ever since I was little I’ve loved these two creatures (I likely learned about them on Bill Nye) and while I had hoped to meet them both during my adventure around the island I’ll settle for this one close encounter.
Today’s drive down memory lane was inspired by this week’s Photo Challenge by The Daily Post:The Road Taken
This celebratory photo was taken at the exciting moment serendipity decided to intervened and point us in the right direction!
When Kaitlin and I left our hostel that day in Prague we thought we had a map. Turns out, we didn’t! But we didn’t let that stop us on our mission to find the Prague Train Station (Hlavni Nadrazi). We picked a random direction and set out, relying on some sleuthing and our gut intuition, knowing the odds were against us.
You can imagine our delight when we stumbled upon this sign!
In December Dave headed out west to fulfill his travel aspiration of spending the ski season in Lake Louise. I supported him (even though it meant 3.5 months apart) because keeping someone close to you involves supporting their dreams, even if that means loving them from a distance for a while.
Luckily, Lake Louise is one of the most beautiful places in Canada so it wasn’t very difficult to convince me to come out for a visit (despite my preference for sunshine and bikinis over snowpants and wind chill). I spent the 1st week of February there and every moment was breathtaking.
Dave and I don’t mess around when we holiday. Banff National Park boasts pretty much every winter activity out there and we wanted to try them all!