When I decided to go on my adventure, I knew first and foremost I wanted to travel light. I intended to be smart and clinical about it. And honestly, I thought I was. Until I was actually on the road. It was then that I realised I was such a n00b and was actually travelling with so many useless things!
Before I embarked on my grand tour 6 months ago, I spent so much time planning on where I should be on specific dates. This helped greatly with knowing what was coming up next, how much I would need to spend (or could obsessively save) and it gave me time to research and read up on things… but I ended up feeling like I robbed my own time and my prior planning was working against me!
No words do it justice so here is Yosemite National Park in photos.
Travelling alone may not be for everyone. But IMO, it’s something that should be tried at least once in anyone’s life. Being alone gave me space to learn many lessons that I wouldn’t have otherwise learnt if I was travelling with a party of friends. Here are some things I learnt.
Every one I knew warned me it would happen but now that I’m in it I will tell you that nothing can quite prepare you for it.
After almost three weeks of moving around USA with much more intensity than usual, I finally made a point to slow down and do the things I really enjoy (and need to do) to ground myself. Blogging was not one of those things though #sorrynotsorry . But now that I’ve got my energy back, here’s…
After what felt like the longest* day ever, I finally arrived in San Francisco in good Ol’ California. My first time to the U.S. of A, I didn’t know what to expect. I grew up watching so much American television (Full house, anyone?) all I knew was that it was going to be so surreal.…
Ah, the moment I dreaded the most: Packing. Needles and blood test I can handle. No cringing, no dread, no butterflies in my tummy. But packing, I was all nerves. What did I need? What should I need? WHAT IF I FORGET SOMETHING?! As a person that needs a little bit of time to process decisions, I…
Planning for extended travel isn’t easy. There are lots of necessary (read: responsible) things that need to happen prior to you getting on the flight out. In this post, I’m going to talk about travel health, my mistake, and my good fortune.
As the clock ticks closer to my departure date, I find myself being asked the same question over and over: Are you excited? And over and over again, I reply with the same answer: No, not really.