I’ve been feeling a lot of pressure lately. After living in Maine, I planned to explore the rest of New England by making Boston my launchpad for my next adventure. But almost immediately, I began hitting some major obstacles.

We all hold on to beliefs about who we are. But over the last few months, I had the opportunity to explore new experiences and different sides of myself I didn’t know existed.

We all have to deal with situations sometimes that are out of our control and bring us down.

For the last six years, I was elected to serve on the Board of Governors of The Florida Bar. And now that time has come to an end.

We’ve all dreamed of living in far off places. As for me, I just wanted to eat lobster from a shack in the harbor of some small coastal town while watching sailboats float out in a harbor 😅

Two years ago today i was sitting in my bedroom, staring up a chalk board on my wall of all the things i wanted out of life, and realized it was time to travel the world. So many things went through my mind: how would i do this? what would i need? and where would i go? And the last question really excited me.

After a month in Asheville, I was ready to roll down to the Big Easy and spend a couple weeks in New Orleans 🙌

In a world dominated by social media where perfection and appearances are at a premium, there’s so much pressure to be a perfectionist and always put your best foot forward. This has always been a struggle for me.

A few months ago I found myself at a crossroads. I just completed a year traveling around the US followed by a three month trek across Mexico and planned to hop on a plane overseas somewhere to continue my adventure abroad. But the universe had other plans.

It’s been two months since I last checked in on my journey, and man i feel awful about it.

When I set off to travel the world, I made it a point to give back in every place I lived. I started off donating used bicycles, advocating for mental health, and taking care of stray cats. But somewhere along the way I lost sight of that mission 😞


On my last day in Savannah, I made it a point to visit the historical Bonaventure cemetery. Amidst its vast and ornate grounds lie historical figures, musicians, and everyday people alike.
Their final resting places adorned with flowers, crosses, and epitaphs honoring their lives and memories in a few short words.

A month ago I threw a dart on the map and it landed on the Georgia coast 🎯 So, naturally, I packed my bags and bought a one-way ticket to Savannah 🤷🏻‍♂️

Just before Christmas I returned to South Florida after three months trekking across Mexico. And to be honest, I was pretty worn down.

I had always dreamed of living in Mexico. I envisioned it as a land full of adventure with beautiful landscapes, incredible food, and tacos and tequila in abundance.

A few weeks back, I visited Tequila. Yes folks, Tequila is a town and it’s awesome 😅

Somewhere on the outskirts of Mexico City is a magical place known as Xochimilco 😃

Remember a couple weeks back when I was scrambling around Mexico to replace my laptop - only to find one with a Spanish keyboard? 😅 Well the story gets worse. Much worse.

A lot of unexpected things happened since I started traveling the world fifteen months ago, but this one may take the cake 🎂