How I Quit My Job and Took a 2 Month Trip Abroad

How I Quit My Job and Took a 2 Month Trip Abroad

When I first quit my job back in March, my intention wasn't to travel. At first, I planned to jump right back in to corporate. But in the back of my mind, I knew I wanted to do some extended form of travel,
and the opportunity was staring me right in my face. The only thing to
figure out is the HOW!

Keep reading to find out how I was able to uproot my life and take the summer to travel abroad.

New Year, New Country - Back to SouthEast Asia

New Year, New Country - Back to SouthEast Asia

With only 3 weeks to go before I move to the other side of the world again, I can barely do anything to calm my excitement.

At the end of the month, I’ll be off to follow my dream again of experiencing the world through full cultural immersion. I got an opportunity to move to the capital of Malaysia!

I can’t even lie -- I’m really freaking anxious. For the past few weeks, it’s all I’ve been able to think about. I’m not *that* nervous -- but at the same time I am.

The Squad Tours Tamarindo, Costa Rica

The Squad Tours Tamarindo, Costa Rica

Hola, Costa Rica!

We'd been discussing a girls' getaway for months. Aruba? Bermuda? Me-hi-co? The world was our oyster. Ha - let's not kid our pockets. Anywhere reasonably close and preferably with a beach was our oyster. We juggled our options and did some Google Flights window shopping -- mainly concentrating on the Caribbean -- and then our attention shifted to Costa Rica. 

Latin America has been near the top of my travel list this year -- whether it was in Central or South didn't matter, I wanted to touch down somewhere below Mexico. Costa Rica seemed like a safe choice. I'd known that it's a popular go-to for tourists, somewhere I could get my Spanglish on, and from what I'd heard, very affordable. 

How I Make Friends While Traveling Solo

How I Make Friends While Traveling Solo

Sometimes a girl’s gotta take matters into her own hands.

As much as it would light up my world to take every trip with a group of my nearest and dearest, it doesn’t always pan out that way. More often than not, I’ve run into roadblocks when trying to plan getaways with other people -- we often find that our timing is off. Or our budgets don’t align at the moment. Or we have different travel styles. Then there was that time I wanted to move to Thailand for a while and couldn’t get anyone to join me… Hmm.

So, I found myself jetting off in a party of 1 on a handful of journeys over the past year. Being by myself in a new continent has forced me to shed my shyness more than I ever had before. As a result, I’ve entered countries knowing no one, and left having gained unforgettable experiences I got to share with others, lifetime friends, and people who I wouldn’t hesitate to hit up whenever I return to their city.