When I was a little girl, I used to beg Mum to let me fly to New Zealand on my own to visit our family. I would daydream about what it would be like and ask her every time we planned to go if I was old enough yet to fly by myself. I’m now 29 years old and still have that stinging feeling to get out there, travel more, experience more. That daydream never went away.

Last time I wrote on my blog I was 1 month into my travels around South America with my boyfriend at the time, Corey. I filled my storytelling memory bank to the brim on this trip back in 2013 and still many of those adventures I want to share, they’re too good not too 😉 But life got in the way a little bit of retelling these adventures. Now I’m back to share my tales of adventure with you both new and old!