You already know the story. Young girl on the 9 to 5 grind spending her days feeling unsatisfied and fantasizing over her Pinterest travel board. One day, feeling uncharacteristically emboldened, she hands in her notice and books a one way ticket to Bangkok. She spends the next few months backpacking SE Asia, solo, regaining her self-confidence and feeling like an independent badass. “This is it” she decides. “This is how I want my life to be.”
This was me. After Southeast Asia, I went home to spend the holidays with my family before heading to Australia on a working visa. But that never happened. Instead, I met a tall, dark, handsome man that persuaded me to reevaluate the solo traveling lifestyle. The Koala Bears would have to wait. Luckily, the nomadic lifestyle calls to him like it does to me. Now here we are, traveling the world together, hand-in-hand and usually, lost.
College athlete, Biology & Chemistry major, lead guitarist, home chef, and quadrilingual. He was not your typical medical school bound, Type A, straight edged fella. After 5 long years engulfed in esoteric academia, a spark of wanderlust was reignited. Kindled by a college semester spent studying French & French Literature at the Sorbonne in Paris, the spark quickly transformed into a roaring inferno when he became smitten by a fiery young blonde.
After working in various hospital ERs and laboratories, padding my resume for med school applications, I arrived at a startling realization–If I continued to pursue my lifelong goal of becoming a surgeon, now, my dreams of wandering the hidden corners of the globe will certainly be lost. The ubiquitous perpetuity of the medical field led me down the detour that I am trudging along now. With my right hand girl by my side, and our mutual proclivity to seek out any and all adventures, I am living my dreams, with my youth intact. When I decide to continue the pursuit of my goal, I will have a deeper understanding of life’s brilliance and be infinitely more fulfilled because of it. Until then, we wander!