100 Days of Travel

“When was the last time you did something for the first time?” – Drake

I love that quote. It reminds me to keep myself on a path where I can allow life to continue to blow me away. In May of 2016, my good friend reminded me that we graduated from University four years ago. He asked, “Think of your four years at University. Do you feel like the four years of adult life after University were as life changing? Outside of your professional life, have you grown from your life experiences as much as you did in college?” What a thought! My personal answer was that, professionally, I was riding the high of that New York City pace of life but I hadn’t grown as much as I had in school. Yes, I had a new apartment and met new people but that youthful spark to try new things was fading as I got older.  I want to hold onto my inner child as long as I can! Forever if possible! This gift of travel and time I am fortunate enough to give myself is bringing that giddiness back into me. I will do my best to try new things (however small it is) after my travels are over to maintain a thirst for life!

Firsts from my first 100 days of travel

• Finding my way through a city where I didn’t speak the language
• Learning how to harvest cocoa and making chocolate by hand
• Doing yoga with an ex-gangster turned monk
• Building a door out of bamboo
• Hiking four days through the mountains to see ancient ruins
• Holding in my poo for four days cause there were no clean bathrooms on this hike and sometimes I can be a princess
• When I thought it couldn’t get any worse, getting my period on the hike (a dangerous combination was a brewing…but I made it)
• Seeing the most beautiful night sky that actually knocked the breath out of me
• Hitchhiking across a foreign country to another foreign country but then changing my mind last minute and going somewhere else because I can
• Asking out the hottest guy I have ever seen in existence to date  (totally got rejected hehe)
• Seeking medical care in another country (a stressful nightmare)
• Experiencing the incredible kindness of absolute strangers (stories for another day)
• Being shamelessly serenaded to in Spanish by a teenage boy in a packed bus (the kid had balls, I’ll give him that)
• Being eaten alive by bed bugs
• Talking in Spanish for 30 days straight cause the AirBnB hosts speaks zero English (it was great practice!)
• Being scrubbed down with sandpaper like cloth, while nude, by a women in a local bathhouse (the last time my skin was this soft, I was born)

Stay curious!

Agi