I decided to start this blog for a couple of reasons:
- One of my girlfriends chronicles her travel adventures on a personal blog (check it out here; her activities are so much better than mine), and I love the idea of having an archive. My memory is atrocious, and I want to remember what I do (and more importantly, what I ate).
- This is a low impact way of providing proof of life to my family.
- When people ask for recommendations, I can just send them here instead of having to remember / re-type my itinerary. #lazy
This travel year was fairly epic. I kicked it off by spending Christmas and New Year’s Eve in London. A couple months later, my friend Megan and I had a three cocktail lunch (as you do) and ended up booking a trip to Indonesia before we finished our mains. We spent two weeks beaching, hiking, scuba-ing, and sailing, and came back with matching tattoos commemorating a memorable encounter with a Komodo dragon. As you do.
Next up was Colombia – a 10-day sprint through Bogotá and Cartagena with the most amazing women you could ever hope to travel with: Geri, Cindy and Renata. #BitchesInBogota became a thing, and I truly fell in love with Colombia. In the words of Anthony Bourdain:
“It’s ludicrous this place exists and everybody doesn’t want to live here.”
Sprinkled amongst the big trips were quick weekends in Toronto, Vancouver, Victoria, and Oklahoma City. I’m going to sneak in one more adventure before ringing in 2018: Nicaragua. I’m 36 hours from getting on a plane; the passport is ready and the bikinis are packed. Of course, the pants are staying home.