Like most other people my age, I’m obsessed with travel. I was fortunate enough to have been bit by the travel bug at a very young age and I’ve been dreaming of the places I would go all my life. The more I saw, the more I wanted to see. It began with one big trip each year. As I fell in love with solo travel, I learned to embrace the long 12 hour bus rides and I traveled to New York about three times per year. There was something magical about the freedom to just get on a bus and wake up in a new city, in a new country.

However, this year everything changed when my best friend since high school, O, became the perfect travel buddy. Anyone who has ever traveled with anyone understands the importance of having the right travel buddy. Not only do you need to be able to trust them with your life, but to make the trip enjoyable, the two of you need to have a similar attitude and travel habits. Believe me, it goes a long way! And that was it. After that, the world was ours.

Everyone also knows that the worst part of an amazing trip is coming back to the reality of a Monday to Friday 9-5. And so to keep the vacation vibes alive, you accidentally make everyone around you jealous of the amazing time you had. (That and start planning your next trip.) So finally, one of my coworkers suggested I start a blog. My first thought was “I’m not that basic!” but honestly, it’s pretty fun. Guess it depends on your motivation behind it. My goal is to inspire the world to:

“Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, and drink the wild air” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson~

~M~