My passion for hopping places to places commenced in the year 2008. Ever since I could understand the alphabet, I know my dainty little human trotters are fashioned to wander. Fresh locations fascinate me. From the Golden Gate to the Statue of Liberty, I could see myself curiously lavishing my yearning senses, indulging to my inquisitive mind about the essence of our earth and igniting every adventurous fiber of my being. I’ve been here in America for 10 years now. I’ve gone to 35 states already, 7 countries and counting. So how did I find myself by wandering?
Going on a road trip was the first manner we resorted to wander around America. The process of wheeling up to places will somehow flare up some curiosity in you. There’s that power from nature’s mysterious, fascinating environment that makes you more attentive to your surrounding. Thus, produce your inquiry.
My husband is the one that has a venturesome palate. He loves to binge on foods he hasn’t tried ever yet. His appetite for delectable cuisine also dragged me to be one. Food is one of the best thing life has to offer and traveling provides you that chow adventure you crave. It makes me a foodie myself,and I’m digging it!
While immersing yourself to the vastness of beauty that surrounds you, you can’t just leave without taking a memento with you. What more inexpensive thing to do when it comes to souvenirs than just taking photos? Who doesn’t want to capture those impeccable landscape designs from our creator? Not one soul! While assessing those images and frames, you’d find yourself in no time, a new interest in the art of photography.
These touristy activities I found myself in, has by fair means, rekindled that past interest I thought I could not retrieve. My. love. of writing. I unearthed something that I thought was dormant. Traveling dug out that little blogger in me! That’s why I’m writing this.
To summarize, from all of my wanderlust indulgences, I somehow realized how God loves his people, He made the world really beautiful for us to enjoy and hopefully appreciate him more. God created me to be me and traveling is recreating ME.
