Category: Travel

I once stood on the jagged cliffs of Santorini, camera in hand, convinced I was about to capture the shot of a lifetime. Spoiler alert: what I got was a generic sunset…

I once thought I was invincible, strutting through foreign streets like I had a stomach made of titanium. Then came the day in Bangkok. A tiny, innocent-looking skewer of meat took me…

I once found myself in a bustling Tokyo subway, sandwiched between a businessman and a grandmother, both clutching their phones with the intensity of a brain surgeon. I, the clueless tourist, was…

I once tried to take the metro at rush hour, thinking it was the eco-friendly choice. Me and a thousand sardines, packed into a tin can on tracks. The air conditioning was…

They say adventure travel is for the thrill-seekers, the adrenaline junkies. I say it’s for the downright insane. Take it from someone who once found herself halfway up a crumbling rock face…

I once found myself trapped in a sun-drenched purgatory because some glossy travel mag insisted that the Amalfi Coast was “simply divine” in July. Sure, if your idea of divine is sweltering…

I once believed in the travel myth of the “perfect suitcase.” You know the one—organized, compact, and filled with just the right amount of everything. But reality smacked that daydream out of…

I once blew half my paycheck on a “revolutionary” travel pillow that promised to cradle my neck like a cherubic cloud. Spoiler: It was more like a rock wrapped in polyester. We’ve…

I once dragged my overly pampered pug, Max, on what was supposed to be a dreamy road trip across the country. Spoiler alert: it was less dream, more waking nightmare. Picture this—two…

I once embarked on a road trip armed with nothing but a Spotify playlist and the misguided belief that Google Maps would save me from my chronic inability to navigate. Spoiler alert:…