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FINDING YOUR GOD

She stared at him from across the booth. His hair was in his eyes, making it that much harder to read him. Would this be worth her time? “So what do you think God is like?” she asked, a total shot in the dark, hoping to gain some sort of grasp as to who this stranger was. “What do you mean? Like do I think he’s some old guy in the clouds with a long ass beard?” he returned with a straight face. “Yeah. I mean, if that’s what you really think of him, sure. I guess,” she laughed. “No. I don’t think he’s like that. I think he’s more of a mystery than that. I think he likes to keep us guessing, you know? I think he’s a little bit of everything, so that we never get the chance to figure him out. I’m sure he cares about us because he took the time to create us and everything, but I think we’re al...

THE MOST POWERFUL FEELING

I love the feeling of going somewhere new for the first time. It’s a special kind of exhilaration, a sense of being alive and experiencing the world.   I’m always anxious and scared as I prepare for a new journey. The comfort zone feels so…comfortable. It’s so safe and so easy to stay there; sometimes I wonder why I would ever leave.   But then I force myself to take the leap. Suddenly, I’m on a plane and a new place is coming into focus below me. My eyes are glued to the window, my heart quickens, and I am so in awe of this world. So big, so beautiful and so different, yet similar everywhere. It’s a powerful feeling to know you can show up in a new city, country, wherever and be able to figure it out. It’s not always graceful or glamorous (in fact, in my experience, the first few days in ...

4 STEPS TO REINVENTION & GROWTH: HAWAII STYLE

I recently spent a glorious two weeks in Hawaii and experienced the beauty of Oahu and the Hawaiian Islands. For the two weeks that I was there, I was in constant admiration of the view, the water, the trees and a permanent smile lit up my face…. I’m sure the few Mai Tais also helped. Even on the last day, I was still happy snapping the view and sunsets, saying to my husband and friends “can you believe how gorgeous it is?” Not even Hurricane Lane threatening to hit our island during our first week could dampen the holiday. We prepared ourselves as best we could, stayed calm, and made the most of every day, having a hurricane party in our room during lockdown while the kids created their own Britain’s Got Talent show.   Now I’m not going to lie, there have been a few of our overseas ...

A LITTLE GHOST STORY FOR MODERN TIMES

Over the summer, I ventured to Canada for the first time. Two friends and I decided to explore Montreal and Quebec City, hoping for slightly cooler weather, French-style pastries, and Canada Day celebrations. We succeeded in two of the three experiences (we happened to visit during a record-breaking heat that sapped our energy and resulted in the over-consumption of gelato and iced coffee—not necessarily a horrible way to cool down).  Once we arrived, we had intended to stay in a quaint little hostel in the middle of Vieux-Montréal. After checking in and lugging our bags up multiple flights of tiny, winding stairs, we arrived in a small room on a top floor with an adorable view of the city and no air conditioning. The air sat still in the room and the three of us toppled onto the bed, our ...

HOW TO TRAVEL WITH A DISABILITY

Traveling with a disability caused by chronic illness can be challenging, but it’s not impossible. In my experience of traveling with Muscular Dystrophy (MD), doing the right type of research and proactive planning in advance can help create a comfortable, enjoyable and memorable trip. Some of the simplest outings–a date, night on the town or happy hour–can pose major problems when it comes to moving about freely with a disability. I’ve had too many experiences to not learn how to make sure the venue and overall trip will be as comfortable as possible. There are a few suggestions I want to share with those who may be unsure of how to prepare for going out for a night or overnight while living with a disability of any type or cause. Here’s my best advice: Do your research! The f...

AREN’T YOU AFRAID TO TRAVEL ALONE?

“How does your husband feel about you traveling alone?” “Why doesn’t he go with you?” “Why don’t you bring a friend?” “Aren’t you scared?” “Don’t you get lonely?” “Do you watch the news?” “But… you’re a woman. Isn’t that dangerous?” I am a wanderer. To me this means that my brain craves more than the small space I occupy can provide for me. I am not fearless, nor am I stupid. To tell you the truth, the idea of being able to stand on a glacier, see a camel in it’s natural habitat and walk through the lands of ancient history is one of the very few things that keeps me alive. To answer some of the questions that I usually like to roll my eyes at, of course my friends and family don’t love the idea of me trotting the globe solo; however, if I waited around to find someone else who shared the ...

HOW TRAVEL TAUGHT ME TO LOVE MY OWN COMPANY

I sit in a café in Japan, a coffee and pretty pastry in front of me, idly people watching. I sit alone. I’m not waiting for anyone or on my way to an appointment. I don’t have my phone turned on, a laptop with me or a book in front of me. I’m just enjoying my alone time. When I went to Japan in my early twenties, I didn’t speak the language when I first arrived. I stood in a crowd of people, unable to understand more than two words- alone in a sea of voices.  The sound of people talking rose and fell all around me like the sound of instruments or breezes. Without the distraction of understanding the chatter around me, I was alone with my thoughts, even when I was out and around people. To communicate, I used hand gestures and little words. Without conversation to distract you, you retreat ...

THE OLIVE TREE WITHIN

With 12 weeks of vacation time to use and a bargain rental on a Spanish villa, I dug out my passport from my catch-all drawer filled with safety pins, pens and old makeup, and I dusted off the Nars Perfect Peach blush. Both of my parents had died when I was very young. My grandmother raised me, and she passed away a year ago, which left me feeling homeless.  I was an adult now at the ripe age of 32. I had a nice apartment in Tampa, Florida and a good paying job. I didn’t have a spouse or family of my own, so holidays felt particularly lonely as my family consisted of a black mini schnauzer and the occasional stray cat that I took in because we seemed to be kindred spirits. I had the vacation time saved up and it seemed to be a great time to take that European vacation that I had always dre...

SOLO TRAVEL SOUTH KOREA LIKE A PRO

You’ve dance the Gangnam Style, you’ve watched the food docos and now you are itching to visit Seoul to experience Korean culture. You want the unedited, raw octopus galore kind of holiday where you can chat to the locals and after, dazzle your friends with your stories! I’m sharing my experiences from my solo travel in the hope that it pushes your comfort boundaries a little so you can declare that you went on a genuine escapade. After all, we only live once. Memorise 1330 Before we rush off, this is something you must know. 1330 is your lifeline to everything a traveler needs during their stay in South Korea. The Korean government acknowledges the importance of their tourism industry therefore is prepared to help visitors extensively. When you are on the ground, nothing beats having a nu...

DID MY RELATIONSHIP ABROAD MAKE ME MISS OUT ON OTHER THINGS?

I always hated the trope when someone enters into a relationship, they completely forget about his or her friends and focus on the relationship. I never wanted to be that girl, and yet I fear I may have been her. I had been studying in London for a month when I reactivated my Tinder. I felt comfortable enough with the city and my life there that I was willing to try and meet people. Before this, my Tinder life had been pretty lackluster; I rarely kept up conversations and had definitely never met up with anyone. But it only takes one thing to change your mind. British Boy made me laugh in our texting conversations, so I gave him my number and agreed to meet him for drinks. Something completely unprecedented for me, and I was terrified. It didn’t help that I had friends convinced that...

TRAVEL GUIDE TO ZAGREB, CROATIA

What is it When it comes to city breaks, there are the usual suspects which crop up time and time again – Paris, Amsterdam, Prague… but sometimes you want somewhere a bit different. Something new and something still culturally connected to its roots – somewhere that doesn’t have tacky tourism shops on every corner and that plays host to more holidaymakers than it does locals. And this such place is Zagreb. Zagreb is the capital of Croatia and a real city gem. Often overlooked in favour of Croatia’s coastal destinations such as a Split or Dubrovnik, Zagreb is a destination in its own right and one more than worth of a visit. Why not head for a long weekend, or even for a couple of days as a stopover on your way to the coast? It feels like a real secret and real hidden gem just waiting to be...

THE LITTLE THINGS

I do believe in “the little things.” The little things are what makes the journey after all. You might take a specific trip somewhere with a certain purpose, but the ride there and back and everything that led to this point or to the end of a journey are worth remembering. Sometimes they’re not as easy to remember after the big adventure but in the end they are part of the adventure as well. I keep a traveling journal with me on the road, not really to spread emotions and thoughts, but more for the little things. I like to have it around and write my day before going to bed every day. It helps me remember things for later or sometime let go of things. The little things are sometime good and sometime bad but we should learn from all of them. Whether they are personal or shared adventures. A...

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