I had a fairly humble bucket list upon moving to Edinburgh; I wanted to see the sites that inspired J.K. Rowling to write Harry Potter, learn to like whisky, visit the highlands. I have now been to every site even vaguely related to Harry Potter, I am an avid whisky drinker, and I went on one adventure with two of my very best friends in the Highlands of Scotland. More specifically, I went on an Isle of Skye camping trip that was one of the most stunning, exciting, and laughter-filled adventures of my many years of travel.
I don't remember how old I was, where I saw it, or why I was watching a show about Mongolia, but I have a vivid memory of watching a video of dogs running around the Mongolian countryside. What with my obsession with dogs and love of the open country, it is no wonder that Mongolia immediately found a spot on my bucket list.
I went through every cause I could think of, but nothing could explain it. The feeling passed and I packed up and went home. A few hours later I was sitting in my bedroom, also working (which is pretty much all I did those days), when out of nowhere I felt an sharp, piercing pain in my left side body. The pain was followed by nausea, dizziness, chills, and very nearly fainting. I shuffled toward the living room in a confused stupor and nearly collapsed on the couch. I looked at my roommate and I finally admitted the truth, "I am not fine....
Well, I'm back in America. It wasn't the plan, but I'll write about that more in the next blog. When has life ever followed a plan, anyway? And to be honest, I'm not even that upset about it. After a year in Edinburgh, the California sunshine is much appreciated, as is the chance to take a break from paying rent for a few months.
Dar Ta' Zeppi was the last place I stayed in Gozo and it was, without a doubt, my favorite of my Gozo accommodations. Tanja and Vince, the owners of this charming bed and breakfast, are two of the kindest, warmest-hearted people I've ever met. The minute I arrived, Tanja and I sat down for a mug of tea and I instantly felt at home. Every minute after that I fell more an more in love with the place, and if I ever get the chance to return to Gozo, Dar Ta' Zeppi will be my first stop.
I fell in love with Dar Ghax-Xemx before I even stepped inside. It sits on a small, winding street lined with old, limestone buildings. The street is narrow, but it's made even narrower by the overflowing with plants that pour out of the pots lining the historic brick alley. The setting is picturesque to say the least. But one thing I’ve learned from my travels is to never judge a book by its cover. So I held my judgments for after I’d spent a night in this vacation rental. Here’s what I discovered.
I'm a pisces. (That's right, I'm going full hippie on you all). I'm a pisces and therefore have an unshakable connection with water. Nothing revives me after a rough day as much as sitting in a warm shower and feeling the water patter on my back. As a kid, I used to complain that I had a February birthday because all I wanted to do for my birthday was have a pool party. My dad used to get angry with me for playing barefoot in the rain in the dead of winter. And no matter how cold the day, if I see fresh water, I am going to jum...
When it comes to solo travel, destination makes a big difference. I hate to admit it. I like to believe that with the right attitude, anything can be an adventure. But as a solo traveler, destination is important. Some places just aren't safe for a solo female traveler, and some places honestly just aren't that interesting when traveling alone. That's why, in my preparation of all the travel I hope to do when I return to America, I've put together a list of the top five U.S. cities for solo travelers.