Do yourself a favor and buy that damn plane ticket already.
“Travel is never a matter of money but of courage. I spent a large part of my youth traveling the world as a hippie. And what money did I have then? None. I barely had enough to pay for my fare. But … Continue reading
The Wanderers
Less than two months ago, I was driving home on a golden afternoon when I had one of the biggest epiphanies of my life. From then on I knew I had to do it. Something lit up within me. And … Continue reading
Create your own path.
Press play I haven’t written much on here lately. I’ve been so consumed with this new project I’ve been passionately working on that it’s all I can think about and obsess over. But tonight, I really felt the need to … Continue reading
The Wanderers, coming soon.
For all the wanderers. For the nomads, adventurers & dreamers who can’t sit still. For anyone who has ever dreamt of seeing the world. For anyone with an insatiable wanderlust. For anyone with gypsy blood. The free ones and … Continue reading
A love letter for Asia.
Play me first. Dear Asia, My wanderlust is insatiable. I’ve reiterated this over and over. And I’ve accepted the fact that I will never stop lusting for the road. That how it will always be and I’ve embraced it. But … Continue reading
On solitude and my top 5 places for traveling alone. Yes, alone.
Play me first. Alone. One of the most feared words in human history. I bet you cringed when you read that. Alone. Yea you cringed again too. We live in a world where shows, movies, magazines, television sets tell you that … Continue reading
On personals goals: “She turned her can’ts into cans, and her dreams into plans.”
There are mainly three reasons why I decided to come back to California and stay here for a year: To save money for my next trip. To work, and I mean work, on my personal goals and dreams. Because my … Continue reading
25 things I’ve learned in all my 25 years of living.
Play me first. I turned 25 this past weekend. In retrospect, I took a good look at my 25 years of living and felt perpetual gratitude for the life that I have and all that I’ve learned so far. And … Continue reading
Angie
Hair breathing wild with the wind. Laughing with no fear. Heart pulsing with the waves. She kisses the earth with her bare feet. To dream, to love, to surf, to wander. She found her freedom. Muse: Angie Johnson
The end of one journey manifests the beginning of another.
Press play first. And repeat. I tend to leave little pieces of my heart wherever I wander. On the last destination of the journey through my homeland, I find that it has always been here to begin with. Over a … Continue reading
When I fell in love in Baler…
People wonder why I lived in San Diego for a decade and never learned how to surf. I ask myself the same. It’s something I’ve always wanted to learn, something I just knew I would end up falling in love … Continue reading
