​Two years, 68 flights, 54 cities, 19 countries, 17 buses, and 14 trains later, packing up my life every few weeks has taken its toll and it's time to feng shui, hygge, and nest the shit out of my new apartment in Denver. That doesn't mean I'm putting away my passport...

Scotland will always hold a special place in my heart. Three years ago, after a personal tragedy forced me to move back home to Boston from Australia earlier than anticipated, I made a promise to myself that I would continue my travels regardless of the roadblocks I fa...

Ten countries and three continents later, I’ve not only learned a lot about the world, but about myself. I’ve shared some of these in small bits on Facebook, while others were written months ago at 3am, when I couldn’t fall asleep in my hostel bed. Some are practical,...

After a whirlwind six weeks travelling through Europe, I thought settling into a quiet Portuguese seaside town would be the perfect way to unwind, relax, and maybe try a surfing lesson or two, just to check it off the bucket list. What I found in Ericeira was so much m...