
Finding Peace in the Mountains of Peru
There's something about standing at 14,000 feet that makes every bill, every deadline, every worry feel so small. The Andes taught me what it means to breathe again.

Stories from the road. Lessons from the journey. Every adventure is a chapter worth sharing.
"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page."
— Saint Augustine

There's something about standing at 14,000 feet that makes every bill, every deadline, every worry feel so small. The Andes taught me what it means to breathe again.
I sat on the edge of a cliff in Oia watching the sun melt into the Aegean Sea. That was the moment I decided to never go back to the life I was living before.
Nothing prepares you for the sound of lions at dawn. In the Serengeti, life is raw, real, and unapologetically beautiful. This is what living feels like.
The colors, the spices, the sounds — Marrakech is a sensory overload in the best way possible. I got lost in the medina and found a piece of myself I didn't know was missing.
Iceland is proof that this planet is a masterpiece. Standing before Skógafoss with mist on my face, I felt more alive than I have in years. The stress just washed away.
On a houseboat in Kerala, time doesn't exist. The palm trees sway, the water is still, and for the first time in forever, so is my mind. This is what freedom tastes like.