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
Why do I travel? Because I need to.
I have always been an explorer. Even from a very young age.
One of my most vivid early memories was of my panicked father standing on the bridge at Kakabeka Falls as he searching the crashing swells below him. Continue reading Why I Travel
I am a dreamer.
I am an explorer.
I am a climber.
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:
New York City. The center of the universe…
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.
But I’ve finally made it and the verdict is in Continue reading 12 Things I Learned in New York