I've waited over half of my life for this trip. Its main purpose is to finally visit the first foreign country I ever longed to see: Spain. As someone who has dedicated her life to literature, learning Spanish, and understanding the roots of Latin American culture, this is a dream come true for me. Over the … Continue reading Literary Heroes, Vegan Fare & Creativity in Europe (and a bit of North Africa!)
I'm very excited to present to you Travel Addict Ruminations, in which I interview various passionate, brave people who dare to travel in eccentric ways. My first guest is Joshua, who has traveled throughout five countries with his dog, Nero- on one bicycle. He is originally from the UK, and has plans to take his … Continue reading Nero and Me: A Man and a Dog, Cycling through Wanderlust
Another year of my life has come and gone, filled with hopes, aspirations, daydreams, adventure, and a whole lot of hard work. It's hard to believe that I'm 33, when I still feel like I'm 27. Nonetheless, if years are representative of what one learns, explores, sees, and accomplishes, then bring them on. As long … Continue reading Birthday Wishes
The relationship between tattoos and travel has been on my mind for quite sometime. Do people tend to get body art while on vacation because they're actually embracing the moment, feel out of character and able to do anything they want, or because they've had a few too many margaritas? (Come on, I know a … Continue reading Tattoos and Travel
Addiction. It's a strong word. It is also very, very much overused and, in my opinion, not taken seriously enough anymore. People commonly refer to themselves playfully as "shopaholics", "chocoholics", and so on. "I'm so addicted to that show!" "I'm totally addicted to cat memes!" "OMG, I have a major shoe addiction!" Sure. You like something- … Continue reading The Truth about Travel Addiction
Stir-crazy I sit here Wanting to be there, anywhere, everywhere I’m a caged lioness A stadium-raged bull A wasp in a jar An alien in the womb An elephant in a plastic swimming pool I am A voice unheard A word unwritten A breath unreleased A future untold A trip not taken- A moment ready … Continue reading Boxes are not My Reality
I admit it. When I was young and impressionable, seeking the easiest route, I gave up vegetarianism to see the world. It was a very naïve, pitiful decision. The very first country I traveled to was Mexico. Aside from that one weekend of debauchery in Tijuana while at UCLA, this experience took place in Zihuatanejo and Monterrey, Mexico. Overwhelmed … Continue reading Traveling Vegetarian: How to Stay Satiated (and Sane)
Yes, I had traveled alone to Zihuatanejo, Mexico to visit my loser ex-boyfriend, and I had already saved up a year's worth of income to move to Buenos Aires, Argentina, where I had a volunteer program waiting for me. But this was different. Here I was, completely alone, hung over from the Halloween party the night before, … Continue reading Do You Have What it Takes to Travel Alone?
While much has transpired since I was in Los Angeles (that I certainly will be writing about), tonight I walked down the streets of an unfamiliar city in a foreign country, listening to Fernanda Takai. She is a Brazilian musician I discovered while in a bookshop in Sao Paulo, Brazil, circa 2008. As I am prone … Continue reading I Went Away
Sometimes when on the fringes, we stare into blinding lights, get hooked upon the hinges, weep dry tears throughout the night. Sometimes our desert soul screams, searches for vulture-life bliss, tears out the mirage of seams, betrays, fronts our eyes' stark hiss. Sometimes we grow to love what isn't- ours nor theirs in Time. We … Continue reading Hooked upon the Hinges
Chronicles of a Travel Addict 