A stranger I met on a trip once warned me that we were kindred spirits: I clearly had the wanderlust bug. She was right– I’m not sure I’ll ever feel settled, and nothing thrills me more than movement. Worse, there doesn’t seem to be a cure. Since my diagnosis, though, I’ve met many more people like that stranger in my work and travels, and realized that I feel more local, in a way, to shifting communities of travelers and expats than I do to any one location.
I think you can be a wanderer even if you take very infrequent “trips”– that it’s an attitude, not a quota to be filled. It’s also a more accessible pastime than it might seem. I also truly believe that responsible, open-minded travel bridges lives and can enrich the perspective of both guest and host.
I started this blog* to connect with other travelers, of both the active and armchair variety, and to enjoy a casual creative outlet. Check out my Instagram for my latest views, and feel free to get in touch!