One thing I have learned from travelling is absolutely everything in life in connected.
“Since there was nothing else to do but appreciate the beauty that the desert had to offer, I listened to the Arabian music coming through the speakers and thought about what I had experienced that weekend.”
– Marisa Martin
When I stumbled upon The Girl Who Wanders’ 2017 Reading Challenge I jumped at the chance to take it on! #2017TGWW #ChallengeAccepted
In an earlier post, I highlighted some of the major pros and cons to an off-the-beaten-path destination wedding, here are some of the expectations that I had when planning my wedding in Greece… and the realities that we faced.
Writing my first book took four years. Four years of trial and error, self-discovery, and conquering the terrifyingly real fear of putting myself out there for the world to see. And being judged for it. I always say it’s the equivalent of giving a speech butt naked in front of a crowded room. Emotionally naked. Vulnerable. And there’s nothing more satisfying than accomplishing, overcoming, triumphing, and holding my own creation … a book … my book … in my hands.
Tangible fruition of a dream.
Little did I know big dream one (writing a book, or three) would spontaneously birth big dream two (traveling the world).
“While I was in Granada, I had a lot of time to myself. Sure, I spent time with my wonderful roommates and family and went to classes, but I’d say there were a solid 4 hours a day that I had to myself. Considering that the past 6 weeks of my life had been filled to brim with going places, meeting new people and trying new foods, my life felt a little emptier than before. This is where La Gran Vía came into play.”
“So often I feel consumed with obsessing over all the things I want or need, or the things I need to change. Of course that motivation and constant drive leads me to great things, but I think in this moment, on that church pew, with Kevin’s shadow projected across the white walls, I learned to find peace and happiness along the way; to be totally happy with where I am in the moment while still understanding and being ok with all the things I am working towards. I felt comfortable in my loneliness, in my skin, and in my position in the world.”
“I tried to mimic what people did. You know the whole: graduate, have a well-paying job, have a home with Ikea furniture, think about marriage and kids – you name it. Until I travelled to Tuscany. Little did I know when we drove through the cypress hills of San Gimignano, that my life was about to change radically.”
Moving abroad is terrifying. It’s isolating and it’s hard. While it’s so easy to take a million beautiful photos of this city and fill instagram and Facebook with celebratory updates, in real life I’ve been ridden with a sometimes crippling anxiety since the moment my plane touched down at Gatwick.