[The overlook from the hike up to Arthur’s Seat in Edinburgh]
I feel like I’m qualified to talk about this topic because I’m just going to go ahead and say I am.
Which is pretty much the reason I’m qualified to do anything! No certifications or degrees needed here. Lol but really, I’ve traveled with 3 good friends in college, random people that I’ve met while traveling solo, a man friend, an old friend from high school, my mom, etc.
But okay, so – here are the things that I feel like makes travel with other people and not strangling each other so much easier!
[Freezing to death in Yosemite this past February]
Are you even a travel blogger if you don’t do some version of this list???
I just had to hop on board…And I also just like talking about the places I’ve visited, so…Here we go!
2016 was pretty hard to beat, travel-wise, because I moved to Flagstaff for three months (which I absolutely LOVED) and got to see a ton of Arizona through projects/exploring while in the conservation corps; then I went to Europe for 1.5 months and explored Israel, Greece, Ireland, and Belgium, and then Costa Rica for 10 days! Soooo it was pretty fuckin great.
2017 was still awesome, just a lot more local, especially since I had a job that I was sticking around the Bay Area for.
And so, here are my favorite destinations from 2017.
[Classic red soil of Sedona, Arizona]
When I’m feeling like shit, here’s what I end up doing to feel like a shiny new me all over again.
[Hanging out in the Avenue of Giants in California]
You don’t need permission to do anything.
I used to (and sometimes still subconsciously do) look for signs when I needed to make a big decision that I already knew the answer to, but felt guilty or irrational doing so.
I told myself it wasn’t the right time to do something, or that there were so many other people better than me, or that it didn’t make any sense, or that it would just end up being a mistake.
[Arthur’s Seat hike in Edinburgh, Scotland]
Enjoy reading about my biggest travel mistakes, so that you can avoid making them yourself!
[I guess so that I can take pretty pictures like this and share it. Also just because I can. Location: somewhere in northern Arizona]
Sometimes (aka 24/7) I think about why I blog. And I wonder and ponder and think and probably care about it way too much (hiiiii INFP over here!!).
It’s kind of an odd thing, isn’t it – taking a bunch of photos and putting them in this online space that doesn’t really exist tangibly and sprinkling in some words here and there. And hoping that someone will stumble up on it.
[A random street in Bruges, Belgium – somehow we were able to escape the tourists]
What I’ve learned:
“Starting” something is NEVER as glamorous as they make it look in the movies.
There’s no swell of music or careful camera angles –
It’s just you and yourself in your messy room, deciding to do something.
Sometimes I wonder –
Growth is good and all, but when is “good” good enough?
Like, I know that making yourself uncomfortable and whatnot is good for growth – but sometimes ya girl just wants to be comfy, ya know?
Like if I have the option to choose between the chair with nails sticking out of it and the chair with and extremely soft cushion that feels like a cloud – you better believe I’m gonna choose the chair with the cloud! Maybe that’s not the best analogy – but I feel like there’s a very fine line between feeling uncomfortable and being just downright MISERY.
[Desert scene from our camping spot on BLM land near Yarnell in Arizona]
Want to travel and get paid? Join the conservation corps!
And yes, it’s definitely too good to be true, because you get paid practically nothing. Woohoo!!!!!
[Look at me and all my friends!!!!!! I just can’t help it that I’m so popular…]
Okay so – I was terrified that I would make zero friends if I traveled solo. I’m an introvert, and can easily sink into hermit mode if I’m not feeling motivated to socialize.
I can be outgoing when I want to be, but I don’t always want to be – I was afraid I’d end up having a major pity party while everyone else was laughing and having a great time.
But – spoiler alert – that DID NOT HAPPEN! For the most part. There were definitely a few nights where I felt like a big ol’ lame-o (it’s a vicious cycle: I feel like being alone so I don’t try to meet anyone, but then I hear people laughing together and I feel bad for myself. SIGH).
But most of the time, it was easy to meet people and I’m now super hyped on solo travel!