6 Ways I Prepared to Move Overseas

It’s almost been 8 years since I left the United States for the first time when I moved to Russia volunteering as an English teacher for 6 months. It seemed only fitting that my flight to South Korea where I will teach (and get paid) has a layover in Moscow, the first foreign city I fell in love with.

I spent the flight behind a young family with a screaming baby and an energetic child who found reclining seats to be the greatest invention since stickers. Needless to say I will have a headache, bruised knees and smell like the tomato juice I spilled on myself when she decided to randomly check if the seat recliner was still working. Eye rolls and venting aside it’s a small price to pay for a child’s wondrous experience traveling the world and I would gladly endure a short flight for them again.

Back to Moscow.

I was excited to have a solid 5 hours here even if it is just in the airport. I love that I can (somewhat) communicate in the first foreign language I learned pretended to learn even after so much time has passed. So what am I doing with my precious 5 hours? I am sitting in an “Irish Pub” drinking Russian beer (for the first time ever since I didn’t drink a lick of booze when I was here at the ripe age of 18) after waking up this morning in Germany, boarding a plane for Beijing with a final destination of South Korea… how’s that for a multicultural travel day!?

29 hours of traveling leaves a girl with a lot of time to think and reflect on life and I’ve just got to say that I CAN NOT for the life of me sort out how I feel! One minute I could scream from excitement about living the life I’ve been dreaming about for years and the next I am drowning in curiosity about what life in Korea will be like, flip a coin and I am near in tears missing my family and wishing I could be on a flight home to spend just a day with them but before you can blink I am chuckling at how giddy I am to be exactly where I am. Bipolar disorder anyone?

6 Ways I Prepared to Move Overseas

The sooner you can accept the reality that you can never really be prepared the better off you’ll be.

The rest of my tips are really just what (I think) I’ve stacked in my favor this time versus my first wide-eyed naïve move abroad.

1)      I stopped buying things I knew wouldn’t be coming with me as soon as I knew I wanted to leave

2)      I moved from my comfy 2 bedroom condo into a bedroom at my friend’s house the weekend my place sold taking away the familiarity that I once thought was so important.

3)      I spent three months backpacking through Europe moving from city to city every few days. Nothing will make you crave any form of stability after you’ve been traveling solo for that long whether it’s in a country you can speak the language or not. I can hardly wait to have a place of my own somewhere I can stay for longer than a week.

4)      I have now traveled to 21 countries, quite a long way from the 1 (United States) I’d been to the first time. I have a better understanding of the world, myself and what to expect than I did before. BUT don’t make the mistake of thinking that will decrease the chaos and sheer hilarity at all since I have never been to an Asian country before, oh honey do I have a lot to learn!

5)      Traveling isn’t enough though, I have a very limited experience of living abroad all of which will help me adjust to living abroad again but this time I will be living alone which I intend to use to my advantage.

6)      I was worried to live alone where loneliness and depression are sure to find me but I’ve already looked up language classes in my city, made friends with nearby expats and if all else fails I will be living by the ocean which is sure to boost my spirits!

What to do with 3 Months in Europe

My first piece of advice is not to blink! The moment you do.. POOF it’s over and you’re loading back onto a plane to take you far away. I left for my European adventure on July 15th and 99 days later I am boarding a plane for South Korea where I will spend the next year teaching English.

I had grand ideas of how much I was going to write and imagined that I could stay current on my blog during my travels (I’m such a foolish girl!) and unless you are very new to the journey then you know that I have in fact not been up to date. Between the laughter and late night rounds between new friends I slowly got further and further behind, I think that is how I knew I was doing something right! Before I leave one grand adventure for another entirely different adventure I will recap where the hell I have been these past 3 months.

My three month route backpacking through Europe by train

For stories about any of the specific destinations below just click on the photo, and be sure to check back often as I continue to dig through the mountains of photos and try to recall all my crazy adventures!


This page will be updated as I get further into writing about my 3 months backpacking through Europe, in the mean time if you have any questions about how to plan for your own trip to Europe please don’t hesitate to contact me

A letter to New Readers

There are thousands of blogs you could be reading, I know because I don’t just write one I follow dozens of others and it can be difficult to know if the person behind the screen is someone you can relate to. I don’t want you to invest your precious time if I’m not what you’re looking for. I won’t beat around the bush, sugar coat it or try to sway you one way or another to benefit myself… either you like me or you don’t and I’ll let you make that choice.

Photo by: Cynthia Chucay

I am passionate about travel NOT correct grammar, spelling & editing so if you want grade A English writing we are not a good match. Yes, that is ironic since I am an English teacher but that is in the classroom not on my blog, on here I don’t want to have to worry about being politically correct or grammatically correct I want this to be a comfortable and casual outlet to express the adventures of being an expat with my family, friends and fans.

First time teaching English abroad in Voronezh, Russia

More often than not I am wildly sarcastic & don’t take much of anything too seriously (except living a life that inspires passion) that means sometimes I’m too rowdy and unpredictable for people (like traveling the world with my legs open). I’m learning to accept that I can’t make everyone happy so if you don’t like my clever wit and charm so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye.

Bar tending for a night in a Spanish Castle

I am an intuitive traveler; I don’t like to plan extensively, probably because I am a Libra and can’t make decisions for the life of me! I much prefer to read the signs of the universe and follow them to where I am meant to be, this way of life has led me to some amazing opportunities, friends and experiences. The more I live intuitively the more convinced I am that it is how I want to live my life.

Life is not always sunshine and rainbows but knowing that and having realistic expectations is my secret weapon. I will share the good, the bad and the ugly but I am not a negative person every let down, challenge and mistake is a pick-me-up, reward and lesson waiting to be claimed so if you’re going to be unconstructive, pessimistic and nasty then just keep on moving!

Suspension bridge over the Jungle Tops of Kauai, Hawaii

I don’t live by all the rules mostly just the golden one. If something scares me, challenges me or it’s something I’ve never done before I’m like a month to a flame. This usually results in minor injuries, ridiculous experiences (getting arrested in Croatia) and general madness and mayhem. I enjoy living my life without set boundaries and rather by discovering them on my own, either you relate or it scares you but more often than not it’s just a good show, unless you happen to be in the vicinity and then I’ll probably owe you an apology (just ask my friends!).

Hiking to Masada in Palestine

I hope you will join me and be a part of the journey it can get lonely on the road so the more the merrier. Don’t be afraid to speak up and share your experiences, ask questions and join in the conversation I would love the company and support as we travel around the world.


Thanks for stopping by,

Happy Travels



This is a new series titled A Letter To… If you have a suggestion for my next letter please comment below, follow and comment at #aletterto and to view my other letter please visit here.

How to Travel for Free

I had 4 years to prepare for the day I would leave home to travel & accumulated a long list of tips and advice to make the most out of my experience one of the best websites I discovered was Workaway.com.

What is workaway?

Simply put, you exchange 5 hours of work for room and board. Easy peasy!

Boarding the Ferry from Split, Croatia to the Island of Korcula

I’d only been traveling for 3 weeks at this point and I’d just given away my wallet, camera and phone, plus a 100 Euro fine for violating Austrian law the week before so I needed to be extra careful with my money while finding a location that appealed to me.

I signed up at a hostel on the Island of Korcula on Workaway.com where I would help with guests, clean and do A LOT of laundry, more laundry than I have ever done in my life but it was worth it for a free stay on a gorgeous island.

Each Workaway experience is different but on my typical day I woke up around 8, ate breakfast with the other workawayers and then we dove into stripping the beds, collecting garbage, sweeping & mopping, cleaning the bathrooms and re-making the beds. In total there were 6 private rooms and 20 dorm beds with at least half the people leaving each day.

The dorm room beds

On an island with so much sunshine you don’t need a dryer, the sun rays dry the sheets in no time although we were constantly collecting, washing, hanging, folding to keep the beds ready for arriving guests. This experience gave me a lot of insight into the business of running a hostel, I learned what doesn’t work, like owning a hostel but hating tourists and what does work, getting free labor in exchange for a place to sleep.

Drying in the sun while the ocean beckons

It may seem like cruel punishment to be in paradise and have to work but we had plenty of time to play on the island. We went cliff jumping, one night we nearly got arrested and we enjoyed a lot of laughter around the dinner table forging lifelong friendships.

Korcula has a great night life!

 Is Workaway Right for You?

There are personalities that do well with Workaway and there are some that just don’t.

Is Workaway right for you? Answer some of these questions to find out!


~Do you have an easy going personality that can adapt with your surroundings and circumstances?

~Can you stand up for yourself and know if someone is trying to take advantage of you?

~ When a challenge comes your way do you welcome it as a learning experience and not as a sign of doubt and regret?

~ Can you the good out of any situation even if it’s not what you were expecting?

~ Do you like to learn new skills and experience different ways people live?


If you answered yes to these questions (or at least most of them) then I think you could have a lot to gain from Workingaway. If you answered no to most of these questions then it isn’t something I would personally recommend.

Have you already tried Workaway? Tell us about it in the comments!

Traveling with my Legs Open: Red Hot Heart

As counter intuitive as this may sound I don’t like to show my cash and prizes to just anyone so when I travel in dresses and skirts I wear shorts. After all I don’t want to start collecting tickets for indecent exposure from around the world!

This photo is brought to you from Guimarães, Portugal.

Hearts like this can be found all around the city which is the symbol of the European Capital of Culture and this gorgeous red heart is placed in front of city hall which ironically was previously a convent.



No, I’m not a slutty girl who sleeps her way around the world. In fact this series is just the opposite, this is as sexual as my life gets since becoming a permanent traveler and I don’t just hop into bed with any random ethnic guy that asks me. That energy has to go somewhere so I combined my ambition to be able to do a cartwheel until I’m an old disheveled maid with a clever innuendo and therefor I present you with my version of Traveling the World with my Legs Open.