I was a little nervous about returning to the Cayman Islands. First, I was nervous it might kill me a little to go back, because it’s such an emotionally charged spot for me. I spent a happy summer here with the love of my early twenties, a relationship that would eventually turn my heart and life…

One of the things I love about blogging is it forces me to sit quietly and reflect on my travels; to aggressively over-analyze my trips, and to recognize changes in myself and my travel style over time. Upon reliving my recent five months in Central America, I’ve come to the undeniable conclusion that this trip was…

It’s not cancer. I say that with a kind of apologetic laugh, anytime it comes up that I’ve now had two tumors surgically removed in the past two years. Nope, it’s not cancer. But it is a pain in my butt – or more accurately, my boob. It’s not cancer. I say that because sometimes I…

“Oy mami!” I was fiddling with my camera on the streets of Granada when a man walked by moaning this at me. I was so shocked when I looked up that I snapped my head around and followed him with an icy stare until he left my field of vision. He almost had the humility to…

One week ago, I turned twenty-five. A quarter century! I wanted to write something big to commemorate it. Something epic and meaningful. Something like this. But honestly? I’ve found myself in a bit of a slump lately — with my writing, my work, and my travels. I used to laugh at warnings of the mythical quarter life…

I’m a yes girl. I’ve always prided myself on that. Travel has been a natural extension to that facet of my personality – I love how it continually pushes me out of my comfort zone and forces or invites me to try things I’m not sure how I feel about. In some cases, I’m lucky enough…