Worry dolls

I don’t believe anyone will be reading this. Maybe that’s why I feel it will be easier to let my worries and anxieties flow freely. 

Worry dolls are a Guatemalan legend. They’re small dolls who you whisper your worries to at night. You place them under your pillow while you sleep and they take away your worries. 

It seems like a contradiction that my mom snuck them into my bag before I left. I’ve just found them while unpacking in my new apartment in Melbourne, Australia. I’ve been in Australia for over a month. I’ve been traveling longer. It seems surreal still. It still feels like vacation. I don’t want it to feel that way though. But it’s a contradiction none the less that my mom would give them to me when she is causing so much anxiety for me. I can’t blame her that she is my sole anxiety. She isn’t. But it hurts me so much that she is supposed to be my rock and she isn’t. She’s being the opposite. I am so close to breaking and I just want to talk to her, to vent my frustration and anger. Instead she makes me feel worse and we just constantly fight. 

I wish writing this would have given me some kind of satisfaction. I’ve vented but I don’t feel any cathartic relief. Maybe the worry dolls will bring relief in the morning.


Update – graduated and in a new state

Hello all, sorry to take such a long time between writing posts. Quick update from me: I GRADUATED! Yep, I graduated from my university. I now have a Bachelor’s of Arts degree in Psychology and a minor in Art. Sigh, finally. I also had a job lined up for me out in a hostel in San Diego, California. However, my mom was offered a job down in Florida (Orlando area) and asked me to help with moving down there. So that’s where I am right now. I have a decent job at an art gallery that is kind of boring, but at least I love everyone I work with. My next adventure starts in February. I plan on going to Australia for a year! I’ll be posting more often and hopefully will keep up this time instead of months on end. :]

Quick Refresher

My last entry is from almost a year ago, while I was traveling in Barcelona. I spent the next few weeks in bliss. I found my true calling – traveling. The hostels I stayed in, the adventures I had, the people I met, all were amazing. I went to Nice, France after Barcelona. Took a train to Cinque Terra, Italy, then to Florence and Rome. Took an overnight ferry from Bari, Italy to Greece. Had a wonderful time with the study abroad group in Athens. Took a weekend trip to Santorini, Greece where I hiked a volcano, swam in a natural hot springs, rode a donkey up a cliff, and some crazy other things that I’ll have to post about later. After my time in Greece with some of the best teachers and students I’ll ever have encountered, I went to Paris by myself for a week. These were all so amazing and deserve their own posts, so hopefully one day, I’ll get a chance to document them! 

After that whirlwind, including the time in California with my family, I was heartbroken to come home. I didn’t even want to finish my last year at university. But enough money and time was already spent that it’d be a true waste to not graduate. So that’s what I’ve been doing: focusing on graduating and saving up money to go back out into the world of wanderlust. I also fell in love with a boy. Unfortunately, that is over. As much as I still love him and wish we had a future together, I know better. So, here I am, just about 2 months until I graduate college. I’d like to start this blog up again and really try to stick with it. I can’t promise much besides a good story here or there and some tips I’ve picked up on the way. My next adventure? It starts June 9th with volunteering at Bonnaroo, then a roadtrip to California to work and live in a hostel in San Diego for the summer. I plan on going to Europe or the UK for autumn. I’ll come back home for Christmas. Then at the start of the new year, I make my way to Australia for an entire year! I can’t wait for my new life to begin – as a nomad.

Here are a few pictures: me in front of the Colosseum in Rome, the remnants of Socrates’ jail cell, and the Eiffel Tower at midnight.

Hello, bon jour, and beinvenidos!

So, here I am sitting in the basement of my university’s library starting my very first real blog (no, I don’t count xanga, tumblr, or even that one I made for my COM 101 class.) I am worried, nervous, and full of anxiety over this silly blog. Probably, it’s because I really want to make it what I would want to follow.

This blog is going to be about travel, the world, fashion, food, articles I find, of course pictures, my bucket list of places I want to go, and hopefully not too often, but about me, too. It’s going to be everything I can think of that has to do with traveling, wandering, exploring, hiking, swimming, flying, wondering, questioning, and anything and everything in between. I thought I’d start my first post with an introduction to this blog and to me, Alex. Under ‘About Me’ will have a little something for you to be able to figure me out. 

Here’s a little more in regards to my traveling expertise (or lack of!): When I was younger, it was just me and my mom. She took me everywhere. She’s an avid traveler as well. When I was in the womb, I had already been to Puerto Rico! Since then I have visited a lot of US states and have been abroad a few different times as well. 

Some of the places I’ve been so far are California (probably 7-8 times by now and all over CA), Arizona, Nevada twice (saw the Grand Canyon on a boat and in a glass-floor helicopter), road trip up and down the east coast (PA to FL and back countless times), Chicago, IL, Vermont, Florida (well over a dozen times), New York state and city, lived in NJ and PA, beaches all along NJ, NY, DE, MD, SC, FL, Bahamas (Nassau [a few times] and Grand Bahama Island), Dominican Republic, England (twice), Wales, and Ireland. 

This summer I will be going to California again, on a cruise to Canada, and will spend a month in Greece. I am absolutely thrilled to be going to Greece for study abroad this summer. There will be plenty posts about that later though!


This blog is for inspiration. It’s to show the world and what you’re missing out on by being stuck in your little town. But it’s also about finding beauty all around you (even in that little town of yours.) It’s to find a home in the wind and let it take you wherever it may. So look at the sky, the ground, ahead and behind you, and decide where to go to next!