Craving to Travel

Lately I have been applying for new jobs, some local and some very far away. I just recently completed an application to be a flight attendant (how awesome would that be?!) and then I fell upon this great article: 10 things about living abroad. How apt it would be that this article should be there for me as I finished the application? Living abroad is a great thing that isn't for everyone and can be really tough, but to me it is the most exciting thing available. I get the "one or two suitcases is now your whole life" deal and even if it is really hard to let some things go, in the end you feel so liberated knowing you are keeping only the most precious items.

Hopefully I get a call or email about these applications!!! To be continued...

A Little Story

Basic background on my life: born in Newport Beach, CA, USA of a Belgian mother and French father, with two older sisters. I was fortunate to travel a lot as a child; we would go to France and Belgium every summer, most years we would go to Canada to visit family, and any long weekend we would drive around and explore. Motor-homes seemed to be a common mode of transportation as I recall many adventures in them (probably just a few but I loved those trips so much I must have imagined they happened more often). Going on planes was never an issue, something I most definitely took advantage of. It was only when I started meeting people in my teens that had never been on a plane that I realized how privileged I had been so young. My parents, just by being immigrants to the United States, showed me that packing up and moving should never be something that I should be afraid of; unfortunately it has become my addiction.

My first family holiday card, a very big tradition in our family. Kind of our way of blending into the American culture by sending out cards every year, updating people of our lives, for the sake of reminding too many people of our faces. 

Now that that has been established, I am going to use this blog as a way to express my frustrations with living so far from "home" (wherever that is) but also to talk about various travels I have done and will be doing along my way to finding where I feel I am meant to be. To be discussed in "Somewhere I Belong".

The Initial One

Here is my inauguration of this blog, to open up myself and let my stories out. This blog is about my traveling and moving but also about what it is like living on the different continent from almost all of my family including my closest relatives. It is definitely tough but it allows me to travel and experience life in a way that I am not sure I would have had the chance if my life had been in any way altered. So heres to living and loving and breathing. Traveling is my happiness and my poison but I can think of no other way of enjoying it than sharing it with others.