For as long as I’ve had my own money to spend, I’ve been pretty damn good at living modestly (a graceful way of saying I’ve always been broke, ha). I’ve never been one to drop hundreds of dollars on an expensive handbag or shop anywhere other than the clearance section of expensive stores and boutiques. Even though I have a lot of fun with fashion, you won’t find many pieces in my closet over $30. I still haven’t upgraded from the iPhone 5 because I have an uncontracted phone plan and $800 is a lot of money to spend for a slightly better version of what already works for me. I drive a 1998 Honda Accord that gets me from Point A to Point B (most of the time) and, in my opinion, the peeling paint spots all over the hood just give it a little bit of character.
If by this point you think I’m cheap, it’s because I am.
I don’t care about the things I just mentioned. And that’s not to say that if you’re someone who does, I think you’re materialistic and you suck. Because I don’t. If you take anything from this, know that I think you should find what you like in life and then do a whole lot of it.
If you live and breathe fashion, buy that $500 handbag and let nobody give you shit for it. If you love makeup and you’re dreaming about that expensive new Naked palette, go ahead and buy it, eat ramen for the rest of the week and look glamorous as hell while you do it. If the release of the newest iPhone makes you so excited that you pee a little, go change your underwear and get in line at the Apple store. As for me? I’ll take my cheap purse and my Walmart eye shadow down to Mexico and drink one-dollar Coronas with the $800 I didn’t spend on a new iPhone. ‘Cause that’s just how I roll.
Anyone that knows me knows that travel is what I’m passionate about. One day I learned that it could be done for thousands of dollars less than what I ever imagined, that it could be a lifestyle, and that it could actually be done cheaper than the cost of living at home (I’ll explain that later). Those realizations changed my life forever. It may sound a bit dramatic, but it’s the god’s honest truth. I’ve found something that I love more than anything in this world and I’m willing to dedicate a huge part of my life to it.
I’m willing to work 60 hours a week, picking up shifts any chance I can get at a job I hate. I’m willing to miss out on fun times with friends because booze is not in the budget that weekend. I’m willing to let my degree that I’m still paying for fall to the wayside because I’m focused on something else much more important to me. I’m willing to say no to that dress, those shoes, that Netflix subscription, that burger and that 6 pack of my favorite craft beer if I have to. And dammit, I’m willing to show up to that club every weekend and give that pole everything I’ve got, ’cause even $1 bills can add up to a plane ticket (I’m kidding… just making sure you’re still with me here).
I’ve found a way to live my life that brings me constant joy. Although it may be a little unconventional, it works for me. And if you’ve ever thought, even for a second, that traveling the world might bring you the same kind of joy, then this blog is for you.
I’ve realized that too many people I’ve met in my life want to travel, but either 1. think they’ll never have enough money to do it or 2. have no idea where to even begin. I really want to help you navigate both of those issues.
I truly can’t wait to share my passion with you guys and help you make your travel dreams a reality. This stuff makes me excited to wake up every morning. As my girl Mary Anne Radmacher once said:
“I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world.”
I don’t have a clue who she is, but damn, she gets me.