Traveling alone in the Eternal City. Just me, my camera, and an insatiable appetite for pasta and pizza. Take a look.
The first time I solo traveled, it wasn’t just for a weekend trip. The first solo trip I ever took meant packing my belongings into a giant suitcase and an overpriced back-pack. It meant moving across the ocean in an attempt to find myself. For me, solo travel was the first and only way toContinue reading “Solo Trip to Bordeaux, France”