After the end of parenthood, I took my first solo trip to Paris where I fell in love with traveling. It was in Paris that I discovered myself: what I wanted to do, how I wanted to live and where I wanted to go next. There is nothing like being mistaken for a local when you’re riding the Metro full of Parisians and the woman sitting across from you strikes up a conversation in French about the men lounging in the seats next to us. I didn’t and don’t speak French but I understood the tone of what she was saying.
I drive the forgotten highways, follow the lost treasure maps and I take the road less traveled. Join me in my journeys where we’ll discover ourselves!