For those of you that know me or do any perusing at all of my life on social media, you’ll know that I travel. A lot. Like, a lot a lot. I don’t know why this is — it’s just a primordial urge that bubbles hot and fervent deep within me. I write about the slow travel over here, on my travel blog, which has been going for over two years. And now I’m facing a new trip. As a resident slow…
To be fair, this isn’t my first Christmas in South America (it’s my third). I’m pretty used to spending holidays away from home by now — an acclimation I thought might never happen. In gross oversimplification terms, I moved abroad in 2012 because I wanted to. I’m not part of a military family — my job doesn’t send me places — I just have always wanted to travel the world. It is an imperative for me. So I quit my job…
I’m an Ohio girl. This means that where I’m from, I get equal parts spring, summer, fall, and winter. Though some Ohioans would claim there’s only Winter and Construction Season, I beg to differ. All it takes is a little close listening to catch the distinctly inspiring spring breezes, the heady humidity of high summer, the crispness at 6pm of a fall evening, the special chill on a winter morning. They’re all different, and they’re all so important to me….
