I still remember the moment I decided to
drop out of university and give myself away to the pursuit of travel. It was at
some revelatory hour during a night of sleeplessness, when emerging beneath a
sea of tangential thoughts came the realization that I had to escape. The
confines of my parents home and the emptiness of my failing academic pursuits had
left me with no choice but to leave, so a decision was made and for the next 8
months, I worked two telemarketing jobs, scrounging every penny I could until I
had obtained monetary freedom. I’d made plans to travel before, boring my
friends with overly romanticized notions of backpacking around Europe or island
hopping in the Caribbean, without anyone (including myself) ever really
suspecting that I would take the leap. In January 2012, I flew on a one-way
ticket to New York City via Shanghai. Over the next 12 months, I would travel across
the North American continent, spending hours at decrepit greyhound stations, in
dirty hostels and on generously offered couches as I trekked through the vastness of Canada and the United States.
Naturally, I got the bug…
Naturally, I got the bug…
Since then, things have never really been the same. There isn't a day that goes by where I'm not making plans for another trip. I eat, sleep and breathe for the next adventure, doing everything in my power to make it happen. I'm fascinated by the world that we live in and this is what I want to share with you. I hope that this blog will provide some insights into some of my favourite places so that they can become some of your favourite places. I still have many adventures ahead of me and I hope to share them with anyone who cares to read.


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