Sitting on the edge of the fountain at Millennium Park, pennies in our hands, my best friend and I thought about what we were going to wish for. Passing the Trump tower earlier in the day prompted the idea to pray that Trump will never be known as President Trump, or even earlier in the day sitting in Chinatown the idea to pray for a life full of adventures was as stellar an idea as any other ones that crossed our minds. The options were endless. With college over and the rest of our lives laid out before us without any blue prints created and finalized, we truly had an entire life of chances and options. It was the end of a chapter, but the beginning of a brand new one.
It’s been two weeks since my college graduation and as turbulent a time the last four years has been to get to where I am now, sitting in my kitchen at our high top table, I can’t lie when I say that it’s probably been the best adventure I’ve had yet. Filled with tattoos, late nights turned to mornings with friends, trying new things, division three sports, traveling nearly halfway across the world to see a whole other continent and make new friends, college was everything I imagined and more. The real fun is figuring out what my next big move is.
I grew up wanting to explore the world. My parents bought me maps of everything, globes, flags, and every place we traveled to, I would buy trinkets and take so many pictures that the disposable cameras would be plentiful in my suitcase on our return trip. To me, traveling was the most exhilarating experience of my life. It was the periods of my life when I felt most alive and at balance. I was fortunate enough to see the places I have prior to graduating college. I’ll admit it, I’ve been more fortunate than some people and I’ll forever be grateful for the opportunities I have had and the memories I’ll remember for years to come. But traveling prompted ideas in my head that veered from the traditional post graduate life and the more I wrestled with the thought of being nomadic in my movements, the more it appealed to me and excited me.
I have lived the longest north of Chicago, in a place the locals call “The Bubble”. So many people I know never really leave the bubble for a long period time, other than college, but I long to leave the bubble and head off on my next great adventure. I’m not sure if I’ll ever be the right person for an office job, at least not one so close to home to start, but there’s only one way to find out if the life I’ve been dreaming of for years is the right fit for me.
The purpose of my blog is to chronicle my (hopefully) interesting adventures as I travel and work, explore places around the world. I want to share where I’m going, where I’ve been, and other interesting topics with friends, family, readers, and maybe even curious wanderlust-driven people of all ages like me. I hope I reach you all and am able to show you parts of the world you might not have traveled to yet, or maybe places to add to your bucket lists. I’m excited for what’s to come, but more importantly for the adventures that are in store for me, you, and everyone else discovering what their next big chapter holds in store.
