5 Lessons I’ve Learned While Traveling the World Alone

8 years ago, I was sitting in a hostel, eating dinner and drinking wine with strangers from the U.K. and South Africa.

That dinner changed my life.

It was our last night in Mendoza, Argentina. My friends were talking with a few girls from the U.K., who were taking a gap year at 19, just because. They dropped names of big cities and famous landmarks like it was nothing. Continue reading “5 Lessons I’ve Learned While Traveling the World Alone”

I Quit My Job to Travel the World. Again.

I was 24 when I first quit my job to travel. I was fresh out of college, with a shiny and expensive liberal arts degree, whose usefulness in the practical world was up for debate.

I must also mention that the country was in the middle of a recession. College graduates, even those with master degrees, were struggling to get full-time jobs with benefits.

At the time, our options were: Continue reading “I Quit My Job to Travel the World. Again.”