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Backpacking Australia: One Month, a Million Spiders, Endless Unpredictable Adventures
As I get ready for my next big adventure, I’ve been reflecting on the trip that shaped so much of how I now travel, my 4-weeks backpacking Australia. From booking platforms, to budgeting, to packing the right gear, I feel like I’ve finally figured out what works for me. Expectation Vs. Reality: What Travel in Australia Actually Felt Like If I had to describe my Australia trip in just one word, it would be: acceptance. Travel often comes with expectations. You’re spending hard-earned money, you’ve researched all of the must-see spots, and you have used your few precious vacation days to be there. So, it has to be perfect. Right?…
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A Sunset, a Stranger, and a Journey to Self-Love
I flew to Costa Rica to see someone I barely knew. I left with something I never expected. Letting Go of Expectations and Living in the Moment On July 4th, 2025, I left Vancouver Island and went back to Costa Rica. Only this time, I was without my family, and without any expectations about how this adventure would unfold. The only thing I knew for sure? No matter what happened, I would have a good time. I mean, come on, I was back in Costa Rica just four months after my last visit. What I didn’t expect from this trip was finding a part of myself while simultaneously getting beautifully,…
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What Driving for 53 Hours Alone Taught Me About Grief and Trust
What’s worse than driving across the country once? Driving across the country twice. There is nothing quite like 53 hours in a car with nothing but your thoughts and a dry-heaving, anxious, elderly dog. One of us was taking anxiety medication for the trip, and unfortunately, it wasn’t me. Chasing 5000km of Change If you read my first post, you know that I am living life without a timeline or a road map. I am not sure where I am going but I know that I am chasing things that feel good. Recently, that meant packing up my Subaru and driving from Gatineau, Quebec, all the way back home to…
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Choosing a Life of Oceans over Offspring: Travel over Tradition
I have always jokingly called myself the family disappointment. Not because I genuinely feel like one. But because I have never been the type of gal to follow the ‘normal’ societal path that is drilled into us as littles. So, moving through life, I have consistently shrugged off my interesting choices as keeping the title of the family disappointment alive. From getting a neck tattoo at 18 to wanting to abandon a life of routine for a life of travel are examples of what would fall under this self-appointed title. But in all seriousness, my family supports and even encourages my unique desires. And I know that my mother loves…
A solo journey through chaos, clarity, and cabernet.
