Surprise surprise I’m traveling again. I know. Shocking. Apparently I prefer my cappuccino with a view over scrolling through drama for free.
If you’ve been here you already know I collect boarding passes like trophies. New hotels. New menus. New beaches. Airport lighting hates me but I still look expensive.
If I go quiet it means I’m somewhere sunny with a drink in my hand looking better than your timeline ever will.
I’ve been a little silent these past 2 weeks or so because I got hit with something nasty, maybe a brutal flu, maybe COVID, maybe some other cursed thing. Whatever it was, it had me sleeping more than editing. But I’m back, obviously.
My next trip is already booked. Malaysia and Thailand in about 3 and a half months. I’m so excited I could scream. The flights are paid for, but if there’s a generous slave out there who wants to cover it, I’m not saying no. I’m the diva, after all.
Until then, I don’t think I’ll disappear again, at least not until my next exotic escape. But if I do, it’s probably because I grabbed my passport and ran off somewhere warm. I just love to brag about my travels more than showing screenshots of tips and gifts. It’s just more fun for me.
