A little while ago, my friend A invited me to go to Peru with her. It being Christmas and knowing my mom would be livid if I didn’t go home, I declined, but lived off her stories vicariously for months. One of the things she said really struck me; she described South America as “her …
Month: May 2016
I like traveling light. Like, really light. When I went to Brazil for over two weeks I just brought a carry on and my purse. There’s nothing worse than feeling like I’m a pack mule walking through an airport looking for passport control, or trying to suss out public transport. Since I tend to move …