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I flew back into the States from Bogota, Colombia after almost a full year of traveling between Costa Rica, Panama and Colombia. I had spent most of my time in Costa Rica in the sleepy small Caribbean town of Puerto Viejo on the Southern Caribbean coast. Coming back to the States was a bit of a shell shocker from a few perspectives. First the amount of technology blaring in your face in the form of TVs was one thing I definitely noticed that took some getting used to again. The second thing was the blinders were put back on. You know, those blinders we tend to put on walking down the street, not saying hi to a soul unless you know them. Not being present to the outside world while moving through it yet just keeping to your own world. Those blinders… When first going to Costa Rica it literally shocked me that people would say good morning to me and acknowledge me as I walked down the streets. Then I got used to doing the same to others as I went from place to place. Then back in the States at first I kept my newly adopted persona of acknowledging people but was met with strange looks and no responses or people literally making a wider gap around me as they walked past. So eventually the blinders went back on… Oh well…

Coming back to the States was a choice I made primarily because the bank account was starting to get a little low and because where I had been traveling in Colombia was getting too cold for my taste and the travel enthusiasm was just dwindling. I went back to Houston to help house-sit my sisters place (and her two adorable dogs) as she was away quite often. I got a job there as a bartender and server (a trade I picked up for the first time ever in Costa Rica) and stayed about 6 months or so. Once my sister was back from her work obligations and I was no longer needed as a dog/house sitter, I moved to Key West, Florida.

I lived and worked in Key West for 10 months, saving all my pennies as much as possible (though of course I did have a little bit of a life too!) and then packed it all up and headed out traveling again. This time the destination was Europe. My time in Key West I’ll never forget. And who knows, one day I may still return. Though it isn’t the kind of place I could see myself living at permanently (there are no beaches on the island itself and it’s a little too much of a party town for my taste… If you don’t like to drink to oblivion on an almost daily basis there’s not much of a life to be had there really) I had so many amazing opportunities and met many people I consider life-long friends. It took a while to find some of these people, but I’m blessed that I did.

Key West really is a drinking town with a fishing problem. It’s no wonder people get way too carried away there. Tourists come for the party and as a person in the service industry we were there to provide it. Mind you, we only dealt in the LEGAL party! Though many tourists did come to Key West literally thinking they could do anything (it’s amazing, I seriously think people thought Key West was no longer part of the States and they could do whatever they wanted!!) and we were sometimes asked for drugs at my work from tourists, but they were always turned away. Yes, Key West also has lots of drugs. Go figure. Until having lived in Costa Rica I never really realized how prevalent drugs really are. Then from there on they literally seemed to be everywhere. Sometimes I miss my rose colored glasses, but just like everything else in life, you can choose to be involved or you can choose not to be involved. Everyone has a choice.

You know, as I type this up I can’t help but think that even though I really couldn’t wait to get out of Key West at the time (since there were a number of things I didn’t really like about it) it somehow grew on me and now I can say I have a little strange spot in my heart for the place. Perhaps its also because I really enjoyed my job. I know that’s an odd thing to say, but I really enjoyed bartending and serving; creating a positive vacation experience for tourists and such. Anyway… that’s enough nostalgia for now!

So after leaving Key West, surprising my mom in Houston for her birthday, taking a trip out West to see family and friends in Arizona and New Mexico, then a trip to Mexico (Puerto Penasco aka Rocky Point) with my mom and finally seeing my Tennessee family back in Houston, it was time to hit the road again. July 30th, 2014 I landed in Heathrow airport in London…

On to London

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First a little background and answers to questions I’ve received along the way…

In May of 2011 I quit my very stable and good job and sold everything so I could start traveling the world. I am a college educated, single female and am traveling alone.

What prompted me to do this you ask?? Well, simple: in May of 2006 I decided that 5 years from that date, no matter how well I was doing or what I was doing or where I was doing it, I would quit my job, sell all my things and travel the world. Call it a quarter life crisis or simply that I’ve always wanted to travel, so “no time like the present”… Either way, that was the starting point:)

Why travel out of the country?? What about traveling in the States?? I have been very fortunate in my life to have traveled 40 of the 50 states already. There are of course a few I would still like to see (Montana) but for the most part, I feel like I have “done” a lot of the U.S. already and would like to expand my experiences to other cultures and countries.

Why did you choose 5 years? No idea- it just seemed like a good amount of time to get and feel stable in one place for a bit before heading off.

So, you are going to travel the world! You must be fluent or at least conversational in a language other than English, right? Ummm, no… I am half Italian and am conversational in Italian. Since my travels to Central America I am now conversational in Spanish as well. As for the rest of the languages in the world, I know a word here and there, but luckily there are always English speakers to be found in whatever city/town/country I’ve been to. But for those occasions where even English speakers weren’t found, thank goodness for charades and sign language!! LOL!! 🙂

Now wait a tick- you said earlier that you are a female and are traveling alone… Doesn’t that scare you? It’s interesting really because before leaving many friends and family in some ways have expressed a lot of concern over this. My response is best explained by a quote from the famous surfer Laird Hamilton: “I can’t not do something out of the fear of what could happen”. I just love that quote! Of course I am still careful and am being a smart traveler ensuring that I never put myself in dangerous situations, but other than that, I can’t fear going out on my own and experiencing and traveling because of what may or may not happen. If I fail, I fail- but at least I tried. I have never once felt in any real danger. All of life is a journey and thus far I’ve got to say it’s been quite a delightful one. I can only hope it continues safely and delightfully! And for the record, I’ve never once been alone on this journey unless I’ve actively chosen to be. Whether I’m hanging out with fellow travelers and new friends or simply thinking of my family and of all my friends in the states, I’ve never been alone.

How can you afford all these travels?? All of the money I’ve spent on travels is money I’ve personally earned. Basically I save my pennies when back in the States, then quit and travel again when the wind blows just right. The first time was the trickiest as I was working for the Government and had an apartment full of stuff. My Government job knew the day would come that I would quit to travel, so it wasn’t that big a shock. And selling basically all but 4 boxes of my possessions was a little tough, but also a nice purge! Since the Government job I’ve worked as a bartender and/or server. Easy jobs to pick up and quit on a whim, though I am always honest with any employer that when the wind blows, it’s time to go. I just don’t think it’s right to mislead people into thinking I would be a lifer there… Anyway, so that’s what I do! When I run out of money, or get too close to my “emergency” money I go somewhere, get a job, save money, then travel again!

What is it you are expecting as an outcome of these travels? What are you hoping to accomplish? I can honestly say I don’t yet know. But I feel like I am where I need to be for now and I hope that inspiration for what I’m supposed to do will come along as I continue to travel and grow.

Well that’s the basics and background folks! Now… lets get on with the journey!

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