One year ago today, I boarded a plane to East Africa on a one-way ticket. I had stowed my stuff away in four storage bins, said my goodbyes to Colorado, and packed my bags for a drastically different and unknown part of the world.
On that day, I had no idea I would eventually reroute the trip from Ethiopia to Southeast Asia for two months with a fun community of travelers while bandaging a broken heart. I wouldn’t have believed it if someone told me that today I’d be setting up shop for several months in Chiang Mai, Thailand on my own after the group disbands.
Here’s to uncertainty – my most loyal and constant travel companion – and to having no idea what May 7th 2017 will bring.