Explore and travel
The world is not a list of places to check off, but a collection of strories.
Explore
Featured Cities
These are the places that have carved themselves into my memory. More than just pinpoints on a map, they are the backdrops to moments that changed me—the quiet dawns, the chaotic markets, the kindness of strangers that felt like coming home.
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New Zealand
I remember standing there, dwarfed by emerald peaks, the air so crisp it felt like my first real breath. This wasn’t just a landscape; it was a feeling of profound, silent awe that settled deep in my bones and never really left.
02
Italy
I got lost on purpose in a maze of sun-drenched cobblestone alleys, following the scent of espresso and freshly baked bread. Around every corner, history wasn’t in a museum; it was woven into the very fabric of daily life.
03
Egypt
The desert heat was a physical weight, but then I touched the cool, ancient stone of the pyramids. In that moment, I wasn’t a tourist; I was a tiny speck in the vast timeline of humanity, humbled by the dreams of pharaohs.
04
Turkey
We rose before the sun, climbing into a wicker basket. As dozens of balloons lifted off in a silent, colorful ascent over Cappadocia, the world below looked like a painting, and for a moment, we were floating in a dream.
Life is meant
For good friends and great adventures
I learned this lesson on a broken-down bus in the middle of nowhere, sharing a bag of oranges with a stranger who became a friend. The best itineraries are the ones you don’t write, leaving room for the unplanned, the messy, and the magical connections that happen when you’re far from home.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. - Marcel Proust
Travelling
The biggest adventure you can take
It begins the moment you choose to step away from the familiar. It’s in the nervous excitement at the airport, the taste of a strange new fruit, the frustration of a language barrier, and the triumph of finding your way. It’s a continuous, beautiful unraveling of your own story.
Rio de Janeiro
I felt the rhythm of the city before I saw it—a samba beat from an open window, the pulse of waves on Copacabana. Rio doesn’t let you just observe; it pulls you into its vibrant, passionate dance and asks you to live in the moment.
The Stories We Collect
They aren't just souvenirs. They're the scar from a hiking mishap, the recipe for a dish shared by a local family, the melody of a street musician's song that still pops into my head. These fragments are the true treasures I bring home.
The People We Meet
The most beautiful landscapes are often the people. The old fisherman who drew me a map in the sand, the fellow traveler who shared their last bottle of water on a hot trail. Their kindness is the compass that guides me.
Reflection of
My Stories
These are the stories you, my readers, have returned to again and again. They are the tales that sparked the most conversations, the most dreams, and the most heartfelt messages. Thank you for being part of this journey
Reflection
The Silence That Speaks Volumes
In the vast, empty silence of the desert, I thought I would find loneliness. Instead, I found a deafening kind of peace. It was there, with only the stars for company, that I finally heard the quiet voice of my own heart I’d been too busy to listen to.
- Learning to be alone without being lonely
- How the emptiness can make you feel full
- The stars as a universal language
- Finding your inner compass
- The gift of disconnecting to reconnect
Reflection
The Silence That Speaks Volumes
In the vast, empty silence of the desert, I thought I would find loneliness. Instead, I found a deafening kind of peace. It was there, with only the stars for company, that I finally heard the quiet voice of my own heart I’d been too busy to listen to.
- Learning to be alone without being lonely
- How the emptiness can make you feel full
- The stars as a universal language
- Finding your inner compass
- The gift of disconnecting to reconnect
Reflection
The Silence That Speaks Volumes
In the vast, empty silence of the desert, I thought I would find loneliness. Instead, I found a deafening kind of peace. It was there, with only the stars for company, that I finally heard the quiet voice of my own heart I’d been too busy to listen to.
- Learning to be alone without being lonely
- How the emptiness can make you feel full
- The stars as a universal language
- Finding your inner compass
- The gift of disconnecting to reconnect
From my
Travel Journal
This is where the stories live as they happen—the raw, immediate moments of awe, confusion, and joy from the road. These are the pages from my ever-growing, ever-changing travel diary.
Where Giants Walk: Finding My Soul in the Mountains of New Zealand
There’s a silence in the mountains of New Zealand that doesn’t exist anywhere else. It’s not an empty silence, but a full one—a profound quiet punctuated by the distant cry of a kea, the rush of a glacial river, and
Rome Wasn’t Built in a Day, and You Can’t See It in One Either
They say all roads lead to Rome. And after my recent trip, I can confirm that a significant piece of my heart now leads back there, too. Rome isn’t just a city; it’s an open-air museum, a culinary masterpiece, and
Floating in a Fairytale: A Sunrise Hot Air Balloon Ride Over Cappadocia
Have you ever had a dream where you were floating? Weightless, silent, drifting peacefully over a landscape so surreal it couldn’t possibly be real? I always had. And then I went to Cappadocia, and my dream literally took flight. A
Reader says
Words from fellow travelers
It’s the messages from you that make this all worthwhile. Knowing my stories have inspired your own adventures or brought a moment of escape to your day is the greatest reward a storyteller could ask for.
Reading your blog feels like sitting down with a well-traveled friend who gives you the real story. It’s not just about the 'where,' but the 'why' and the 'how it felt.' Your words inspired my solo trip to Thailand, and it was everything you promised and more.
Mary Gillis
Brooklyn, NY
I’ve been to Italy before, but after reading your post about getting lost in Rome, I went back with a new perspective. I put the map away for a day and just wandered. It was the most authentic day of my entire trip. Thank you for the nudge.
Mary Gillis
Toronto, Canada
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Traveling Partners
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100+ Stories Told
Every tale from the road is a new thread in this grand, global tapestry. From a single sunrise to a month-long trek, each story is a piece of the world I’m thrilled to share with you.
About Me
The Story Behind the Stories
I’m just a curious soul with a worn-out passport and a notebook full of scribbles. I believe travel is the best teacher and that every journey, no matter how far, changes you. This blog is my love letter to the world and an invitation for you to see it through my eyes.
