And it begins! Exactly thirty hours after leaving my house in Menands, New York, I arrived at my hostel in Sukhumvit, Bangkok. Things of note: As I was about to get off my first 13 hour flight leg in Tokyo, doctors boarded in the plane in getups that were some sort of odd combination of hazmat…

Perhaps not the most glamorous topic to kick off a travel blog with. Yet as I plan my first solo journey to the other side of the world, I oscillate between terror and pee-your-pants excitement. Some Things People Are Afraid Of My mom is afraid I will be kidnapped and never heard from again. I’m afraid I…