There is nothing I love more than jumping on a plane and jet setting.
Growing up I was very fortunate and my parents tried to take me as many places as they could. We spent summers camping in the Rockies, surprise trips to Disneyland and Mexico, as well as cross country road trips around Canada to visit family.
My addiction hit hard when I was in my last year of high school. My favorite teacher ran the travel club and I had tossed the idea of jumping on one of his trips for 3 years. His destination for that year was Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The city had always seemed cool to me so I signed up and started saving every penny I could from my job at the local ski hill.
7 months later and we were off! After 36 hours in transit the travel club spent 7 jam packed days in the city. We went to see Cristo Redentor and Sugar Loaf Mountain, hiked through the Tijuca Forest and went to a local soccer game. On our free day we spent some time on the famous beaches in Rio and baked in the hot sun. I was hooked. I loved throwing myself into the sights, sounds and smells of someplace new.
The day we got home I started plotting my next escape and to my parents fear I didn't go to university the next year. I took some time off and hit the road!
Since Brazil, I have backpacked through Europe, jumped on the train across the Trans-Mongolian railway, couch-surfed in China and drank vodka in Russia. I've spent spring break in Cancun and gambled in Las Vegas and WON! I have spent uncounted hours cruising through the airline websites trying to find the perfect deal and ultimately spent far too much money on my addiction.
So it only makes sense that I dedicate a blog to my love of travel, the world and wanderlust.
Here goes nothing!
Autumn
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