You (Really) Can’t Go Home Again

I cried for an hour straight last night. I haven’t done that since my father died. You’re probably wondering what the girl who just traveled the world for an entire year has to cry about. Don’t worry, I get annoyed with myself sometimes too. But Thomas Wolfe was right, you can’t go home again. And […]

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Mugged In Malaysia

I’m actually surprised it took this long. Seven months on the road and not even a hint of someone trying to steal from me. There was the unfortunate food poisoning incident in Vietnam that landed me in a hospital (scary), but as far as travel catastrophes go, I’ve been lucky. Even now, I know it could have […]

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And I Miss You

I’m homesick. There. I said it. I know you’ve been disappointed in the past. …because I wasn’t. You thought that to be unreasonable, insensitive, callous even. And maybe you were right. Maybe I did shut off some of my emotions for the past seven months. Adventure called to me and I dove in. New experiences, […]

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The Confession

When I first began this journey around the world, I was praised for sharing every thought and feeling on my blog…well, praised by most. Frankly, my mother was mortified. Then I went radio silent. As most of you guessed, I fell off the no booze and boys wagon after a bumpy twenty-seven days; but that […]

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Bucket List: Be In Two Places At Once

What teen girl from the 00’s doesn’t remember that scene from A Walk To Remember? Being in two places at once has been on my bucket list ever since! But instead of a state line, I did it with countries (Scotland & England)!  

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Day 12: The Spaniard

Of course I met a Spaniard. At a train station. On the way to Madrid. Because this is my life. And my life likes to mock me. How did we meet, you ask? Well, as mentioned in previous posts, I overpacked. And while I did consolidate, I can’t pick up the heavy rolling bag…so he […]

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Day 6: Facebook Stalking My Crush

Urban art in Valencia, Spain © Joelle Pittman

I relapsed a little. I spent Friday night Facebook stalking my crush. Before you judge me, what else is a sober, celibate person supposed to do? Go to a paella making class or watch flamenco? Where am I? Spain? …Oh… But in my defense, he started it! He liked four of my photos in a […]

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