Let me begin by making a promise to you: I will neither “lose” nor “find” myself on this trip, so I pledge to spare you from any musings I may have about the meaning of life. Which is not to say that I won’t take this trip seriously. I hope to give every place I visit a level of respect that is, unfortunately, infrequently afforded by tourists (looking at you, Americans). So if you’re looking to learn about the world, you’ve come to the right place. If you’re hoping for life advice interspersed with the occasional observation about various countries, allow me to direct you here.
As much as possible, I don’t want this to be about me. I don’t see the world as a space for me to navel-gaze in and I’m more than confident I’ll have plenty to talk about without resorting to self-indulgence. I’m so excited about all the amazing places I’ll be visiting and my only objective is to make you excited about them too. All that said, let me immediately contradict myself and provide some context.
I’ve been lucky to have traveled a lot in my 22 years, but in Aristotelian style, the more I saw, the more I realized I hadn’t seen. During my senior year in college, and thanks in large part to a highly inspirational internship at Fodors.com last year, I decided that the world is too big and life is too short, so I’d better take advantage of this opportune moment when I have absolutely nothing planned. I recently graduated from Northwestern University where I majored in journalism and English, so I’ve attempted to parlay the skills my diploma tells me I’ve earned into a project that I hope will be half as entertaining to read as it is to write.
So backed by supportive parents and friends, and a straining bank account, I’m setting off on a year-long trip around the world while I’m still young and foolish enough to address such a logistical hellscape. I hope you’ll join me, one misadventure at a time.
Comments, questions, suggestions, recommendations? Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.