My life was pretty vanilla until 2010. My dad suggested to travel to get new perspective and visit some family. I was a recent college grad with no idea of what my next step was going to be. But one day I woke up and said “why not, I’ve got nothing to lose”, and in two weeks I was on an airplane.

In those two weeks, I quit my job and broke the news to my friends and family. It was time to say goodbye to a life that wasn’t working for me anymore. Those two weeks are still a blur to me and I can only remember bits and pieces. But what I most remember is sitting down at my gate, crying due to to a mixture of fear and excitement, and a little girl sat next to me and said:

“Why are you crying? You’re about to go on a great adventure.”

Let me tell you, she was right. And so was my dad. I was pushed into the arms of a country in South America called Chile. Most of my dad’s family live there and I was granted dual-citizenship so I could stay as long as I wanted without having to deal with visa issues. My first year went flying by. I volunteered, I taught English, and best of all, I traveled. I made some amazing friends and discovered a whole new world that changed my life for the better.

Its been 11 years since that moment. I created this blog in 2016 to share my personal experiences as I travel full time and figure out my life. Chile still holds a special place in my heart and will forever be my safe space and my favorite country in the world. I don’t know much about what’s going to happen next in my life but I do know two things:

1. I breathe, dream and love to travel. It’s a fundamental part of who I am.

2. Karma is real. When you give good, you get good

Remember not to take me too seriously, I certainly don’t.