In my hands I hold an Aperol Spritz during dinner at a local restaurant on the island of Ios, Greece.
So far the day has been a good one. I’m surprised as to how much we saw in such a short period of time. From driving down Old Seward Highway, seeing the Wildlife… Continue reading
In my hands I have sweet pork from the streets in Chinatown within Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
In my hands I hold an entry ticket into The Forbidden City in Beijing, China.
Stumbling upon a door in The Forbidden City. -Beijing, China.
The time I had a matcha shake in my hands while I was bargaining in Beijing, China.
During your travels you would hope all things go as planned. That it is so smooth you have nothing to worry about. (A little like the peanut butter I haven’t been able to… Continue reading
“If you walk around the corner, your hostel will be just there,” said the bus driver as I looked at him with confusion. With a bag on each side of my body I… Continue reading
“I was finally able to check into my hostel. What I really needed was a nice hot shower and some down time after my long walk with Tod. I can’t believe how beautiful… Continue reading
“It’s been done. It’s too late to turn back now. I hope I made the right decision. How did I manage to get on this plane by myself? What will I do when I… Continue reading