To some this word represents a life style, to others an ideal, and to yet another set of people, this word represents a longing. A strong yearning, yet not truly connected with reality. In my experience I have found this to be especially true with women. Many women I have had the pleasure to encounter listen enthralled to traveling experiences yet walk away with a “If only I was that brave”. I refuse to believe that solo traveling experiences should be limited on the bases of gender.

I also am not rich. I started working at the age of nine, and worked full or part time through college while living in the cheapest possible places. I have been able to travel so extensively in part because of my privilege, and in other part because of my hard work and budgeting. I hope to extend this blog into much more than a simple travel blog documenting my experiences. I want to get into the nitty and gritty of how exactly I am able to travel. Budgeting. Budgeting. Budgeting. I hope through my experiences I can help someone figure out a way to make their dream of traveling become a reality.

 A bit more about me 

Three years ago I, a 22 year old female, left my cozy life in Seattle/ Bellingham to start traveling the world. Contrary to popular belief I was not some brave pioneering woman. Instead I was someone who everyone assumed was going to travel more, and once I bought my ticket to South East Asia, I couldn’t back down. Even though a study abroad program the summer before had started a passion for exploring, I was still terrified of leaving to travel on my own with seemingly no safety net.

With what felt like borrowed time (wasn’t I supposed to go straight into the money-making world like the rest of the new graduates?) I traveled. I visited 12 countries in seven months: Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Argentina, Chile, Peru, Puerto Rico, Ecuador, and Colombia, and I came back a very different person.

All the cliches are true. Every corny, one liner spewing the life-changing, awe-inspiring, course-altering effect of travel was 110 % true for me. I learned a new language, experienced new cultures, met amazing people, and had my faith in humanity restored. I wanted to keep traveling and never come back ( well maybe after a few years I would tire of the constant moving around), but I had obligations. These obligations, a two year commitment to Teach for America South Louisiana, also turned out to be quite adventure.

Through Teach for America I wound up as a middle, then high school, Spanish teacher in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Ironically, it also felt like a completely different country. That chapter of my life has just now closed. I quit my job. Sold the stuff. And have just started traveling through Europe; my third long(ish) solo backpacking trip.

I still feel like the 21 year old girl who wrote “just trying to figure life out” on her original about me post. Who still has the incurable travel bug.


South East Asia video (yee be warned. This was my first ever video. Its long and very poorly edited)

South America Video 

Nicaragua Video
Moz and south Africa Video


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