Why am I so passionate about travel?
It all started when I was young and ripe, taking my first big trips across the sea to Puerto Rico, and across the country to Disneyland in California at the tender age of two. I’ve been on the move ever since, as my parents never left home without me. There was always a national track meet that my big cousins were competing in, or a family reunion, or one of my mom’s work trips that she often brought my dad and I along on. I was a little girl, but still awed by all the soaring skylines, monuments, and adventure that each place offered.
I remember triumphantly venturing inside the narrow, winding staircase interior that was the arm of the Statue of Liberty in NYC, and being a tad nervous but excited riding to the top of the Gateway Arch in St. Louis. I got a kick out of new landmarks to visit, new cool hotels to explore, new theme parks to conquer. Once I got over my fear of roller coasters I was unstoppable, making it a point to check off the best rides from Denver to Cincinnati to Orlando, and even the ones inside Mall of America in Minnesota -- all this and more before I even hit middle school. It was always the adventure that struck my fancy.
For 11 straight years since I was 10 and up until I was 20, my family went on annual cruises (my mom's favorite), where my affinity for brilliant blue Caribbean beaches grew incessantly. Yearly cruises meant growing accustomed to having afternoons spent on various islands, jet-skiing, snorkeling, and just plain soaking up the sun. But, after I received my first official passport stamp in 2008 and stepped foot in the beautiful and awe-inspiring Paris, France, I began to realize that there was so much more to travel!
My parents may not have known it several years ago, but by bringing me along on these amazing trips, they were cultivating a passion that their little girl would forever pursue.
ince my first real trip abroad, I have found my way back to Europe a couple of times (Southern France, Italy, Spain, and Portugal) and to Asia (Thailand). Each trip has been nothing short of epic for so many reasons. Following these many unforgettable adventures, I left each country with a stronger desire to continue to broaden my global horizons. Going to the edge and past my comfort zone at times gives me the rewarding opportunity to learn about cultures so different from my own. My dreams to explore and discover the world run deep, and my adventurous spirit will remain alive as long as I do.
I’m definitely thankful for day trips to the beautiful places that cruises have allowed me to see, but I don’t want to just say I’ve been there. I want to say I’ve explored there. I’ve learned there. I’ve embraced more than just one surface aspect of the destination. I have so much of the world to see, so much to learn, and many adventures to embark upon.
This is why I plan to move abroad next year.
Over the course of time, I’ll share more about my goals, which country I want to relocate to, and how I chose it. I wanted to put it out into the universe now, though. It’s been a dream of mine to one day live outside of the US, and to be honest, I’m not getting any younger!
I know that living abroad will add more depth to my overall life experiences, expand my perspective, and allow me to travel more. Until then, I’ll be enjoying this life of mine in LA, sharing travel stories of other fabulous jetsetters, and gearing up for that big day!