“Not all those who wander are lost…” -J.R.R. Tolkein
When I travel, especially on my own, I always love wandering: leaving my hostel room in the morning with no set idea of where my footsteps will take me, but soaking up all that I see, hear, smell, observe, and taste along the way. I love the idea of heading out without a set idea of where I will end up–experiencing to enjoy the journey–without necessarily having a destination in mind. In the end, I find that you often discover something important, interesting, and/or wonderful when you aren’t looking for it.
I started this blog as an homage to my love of traveling and wandering. I had a desk job as an editor at a travel website (I know, I know, not the worst gig in the world!), but after two and a half years of writing every day about far-flung destinations and compiling tons of photo galleries of dreamy beaches and exotic cities, I was feeling the itch. I had to go out and see the world myself. Be a part of it, rather than observe it from behind a computer screen.
Besides, I was less than stoked to cross the threshold into real adulthood, and had none of those “settling down” desires: to climb the corporate ladder in the 9-5 cubicle-dwelling sense, or to take out loans in order to make an investment in real estate, put a ring on my finger, or start a family. Instead, I wanted to wander, galavant, and explore. So I followed my wanderlust and moved to Buenos Aires, Argentina, and then later on, to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Although I’m now back in the U.S., travel is and always will be the love of my life, and I look for ways to live it out in my day to day. I’m still always wandering and exploring my current city of New York City, and want to encourage you to follow your wanderlust as well.