On my quest to keep my life as fulfilled as possible, I’ve been away from [my second] “home” for 3 weeks now as I traverse Europe. Along with along with my two craziest friends, we partied for two weeks straight in London, Lagos, Lisbon and Barcelona— think jumping from city to city,
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I came to LA with winter legs, a fresh import from Vancouver, a city that has been drenched from a winter of El Nino tainted weather. Even though I have been riding year round, I have been doing nothing but easy commutes to and from work during the winter, wanting
I have a full time job, too many social engagements for my liking (introvert probz), mandatory “me time” at the gym and most importantly on my bike, and adult responsibilities like cleaning the toilet (or hiring a maid to do it) but I’ve been traveling like a mad-woman this year.
My schedule is becoming less hectic and the cold and wet weather settling in means I have more free time when I’m in town during the weekends (normally, I’d be out ALL day on the bike). And honestly, at the end of year, I always slide into a “slump” where I have less
It takes ages to craft certain blog entries because I admit, I am self-conscious about what I publish since I don’t like writing about my personal life. My blogs use to be very personal but over the years, there were aspects of my life and thoughts I was hesitant to
I am leaving for Asia in two days for a month of of foraying in Hong Kong, Langkawi, Changmai, Koh Phangan, Bangkok and Seoul so I thought it was time to reminisce about my last trip that I’ve had no time to write about since cycling has apologetically ruined my life. The excitement
Bonjour! I’m back! I stopped publishing posts when I was in Europe simply because blogging takes up way too much time and I wanted to spend it living in the moment a.k.a. being a tourist in Europe— eating, shopping, sightseeing and not cooped up in front of a computer. If
When I first announced that I was traveling alone for seven weeks, reactions were mainly negative and the first was usually a very exaggerated “aren’t you scared?!” Like I said, I never really gave it much thought since I made the decision and hardly thought it was a big deal so the answer
I made a stop in Munich to visit Tracy— she tempted me by promising to take me on my first mountain biking experience and it turned out to be the best day of my trip, even as I write this sitting in my favorite cafe in Athens, a week and two destinations later.