At a dinner with other travel bloggers and long-term travelers in Chiang Mai, someone asked what we all disliked most about home. Complaints flew about the bleak weather, the loud politics, the close-minded attitudes.
I sat silent, instead...
Over the past four months, I’ve been to 14 different beachside destinations*, swam in 10 different bodies of water**, gotten sunburnt twice and napped in countless hammocks.
My Instagram feed is a continuous loop of palm trees, ocean sunsets...
I’m learning that any place Lonely Planet titles a “backpacker heaven” will be my idea of hell. Cheap drinks, crowded dorms, tanned and lithe bodies strolling the streets without a shirt. Backpacker heavens seem to be idyllic spots that have been...
One of my dreams has always been to have a library: a bright and airy room, lined with bookshelves broken up only by a bay window complete with window seat. Bookshelves filled with fiction and French, dictionaries and design.
I’ve realized that...
If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook, you may have recently been inundated with complaints about my bedbug-infested life. I apologize. I am an only child, and thus need someone to validate my discomfort. Don't worry, I waited until 6:01 a.m....