Travel evokes a strong emotional reaction for us. Here we'll offer our reflections as we journey through this year. We'll discuss how we're feeling and what this trip is teaching us about each other and ourselves.
370. That's the number of days I spent traveling last year.
From my time in South America, Africa, Europe and Asia, here's a list of all of the things (big and small) my trip around the world taught me.
Big changes are happening for us here in Denver, but on the smaller scale, here's how our life looks and feels different after the trip.
Wow. I am exhausted.
So I'm ready to admit that I underestimated how difficult this process would be.
Despite enjoying immensely the steady rhythm of home, I'm still searching international flights for a trip that doesn't exist. Travel can free you, but it can help you hide out too.
Man it's good to be back.
In seven days, I’ll be stepping off a plane in Houston, TX. I will be back in the U.S. I will be home.
Every time I think about that count down, I can feel the anxiety rise in me like bile. My heart beats faster and I get that panicky, “Oh shit, oh shit” feeling.
The entire cruise feels like some bizarre Milgram experiment designed to teach us about privilege; the very things that were too indulgent at the beginning for me to consider are coming too slowly by the end. I’m becoming the “You’re on vacation!” guy they keep telling me I am, when I’m so hungover from drinking that I don’t leave my cabin until 4 o’clock in the afternoon.
It's been 11 months. Hoo boy, am I tired.
Honestly, I'm tired. The longer we're gone, the more I realize this is not something I'd want to do full-time like some of the other travel bloggers we follow. I miss cold weather and sweaters and my dog. I miss the organization of the U.S.
This is the second blog post I've written about the election results. The first was really angry, and I opted to leave it as a draft.
Lately I've been fantasizing about the CVS near my parents' house. I picture the exact corner where it sits only a 4 minute drive from my childhood home in the suburbs of Atlanta. I imagine driving my car- actually driving... on the right side of the road- and turning into the parking lot. How I would park in between those neat white lined spaces and how the automatic doors would sweep apart as I approached.
After 8 months on the road, we're staying put for the month of October to volunteer at Lanta Animal Welfare, a non-profit organization that helps injured and homeless animals on the island of Koh Lanta, Thailand.
At 5:30 a.m. the first gong goes off. A soft, ominous sound that carries across the darkness of the retreat. I roll out of bed and climb out from underneath our gauzy mosquito net. I grab a sweater because, despite Bali's sauna-like afternoons, the pre-dawn hours are actually quite cool. On my way down the front porch steps of my bungalow, I slip on my flip flops and make my way through the dim light along stone paths to the Bale, a covered outdoor platform that hosts meditation and yoga sessions.
If you're a 30- or 40-something childless person, a cruise can seem like it isn't for you. Not old enough to fit in with the primary demographic and too young to participate in the many teen or singles events, you can feel a bit lost. Here are our tips for enjoying a cruise even if you're under 40!
I didn't know how I'd feel about going on a cruise. Nate has never been, but when we found a great last-minute deal, we stopped googling, "Exactly how hot is India in August?" and started packing our bags for a month on the Mediterranean.
The benefits of long-term travel are well covered by bloggers all over the Internet. Freedom of time, adventure, the chance to see incredible things all over the world, never having to read e-mails from your boss. But what about the downsides? What do you have to give up when you take a trip like this?
Traveling with someone- even someone you love dearly- for this long, under these circumstances, in small and sometimes uncomfortable spaces is a challenge. Compound that challenge with the pressure of a first year of marriage, and things get even harder.
Inevitably, when Nate and I do media interviews, we get the same question: "Do you feel scared traveling right now?" The world seems like a really scary place right now. I won't lie or sugarcoat it.
I put together this video of a few highlights from our first six months of travel. Six more months to go!
Six months ago, I left my home, my family, my dog, and the last remaining things I owned to travel. I was terrified and excited. Six months later I’m sitting outside on the patio of an 18th century Tuscan farmhouse in Italy.
"Standing alone at the top of the world as volcanic mud boils or floating in the hot springs in the pitch black as the Milky Way wheels overhead, its easy to imagine yourself that lonely explorer, the first astronaut on this strange new world."
After 6 months on the road, I've learned quite a few things, though not what this all means.
Check out our most exciting, interesting and touching encounters with animals in our first six months of travel.
After six months of continuous travel, we've had quite a few adventures. Check out our top 5!
Over the past 6 months, we've traveled through dozens of cities sometimes staying just one night, other times staying more than a month. Some of our favorites really surprised us, and others that we expected to be amazing turned out to be duds. Here are our top 5 cities from the past 6 months.
In the six months we've been on the road, we’ve eaten hundreds of meals. Some have been good, some bad, some diarrhea-inducing. Here are our top 5 meals so far.
The most interesting thing now is how normal all this is. The mental bandwidth required to do a lot of this stuff has declined significantly. Negotiating a taxi, choosing a restaurant, calculating the exchange rate; they are familiar tasks at this point.
I'm no longer thinking about what I'd be doing back in the states. On one hand, it means I've fully settled into this travel schedule. But it also means I'm not as readily grateful I was. That's something I'd like to work on.
One of the biggest reasons I knew I could do this trip was that breakup in 2010. Despite all of the pain and discomfort, I proved to myself I could do hard things. I showed myself how capable I was after having the rug pulled out from under me, with almost no friends, nowhere to live and virtually no possessions. I was okay. I survived.