My Biggest Travel Fear Is That One Day I’ll Regret Everything

I’ve been in many scary travel scenarios over the years.

In Chile, I missed my night bus to a new city. The only people I could ask for help were two bus drivers in an empty parking lot.

In Colombia, on my second day in the country, my friend and I missed our bus stop. So, we had to walk twenty minutes in the dark, on the side of the road, all the way back to the finca (a Colombian country house).

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Drinking Wine and Healing My Broken Heart in Logroño, Spain

It had come to my attention one fateful Tuesday night, that it had been awhile since I had done anything spontaneous and impulsive.

And I was not okay with this.

The next thing you know, I woke up the following morning with an email confirming my bus ride and hostel booking in Logroño, Spain.

And that’s how I ended up in the wine region of Spain! Continue reading “Drinking Wine and Healing My Broken Heart in Logroño, Spain”