With inevitable personal turmoil, I said, “f*** it,” and booked a roundtrip to Montego Bay, Jamaica with forty-eight hours until my flight departed.
I wouldn’t trade what I did for the world.
It’s okay to be lonely.
I turned 26 years old and moved to Australia.
On traveling alone, unlike the girl in the movie “Taken.”
There is an incredible amount of spectacular wonders everywhere in the world that dazzle and awe the world citizen.
Hello to the sheer thrill of it all.
Who would have thought a gastronomic trip to Italy would end up being iced so sweetly.
That girl – my sister – got married.
I am about to embark on the world traveler’s dream: six months of living in Europe.