Listen, I get it. You’re scrolling through Instagram, watching 22-year-olds with perfectly curated backpacks bounce between European hostels, and thinking, “Is that still an option for me?” I’m here to tell you—as someone who booked her first hostel at 19…
Have you ever found yourself wandering through a normally packed tourist hotspot, only to realize you’re practically alone? That eerie yet delicious feeling of having a famous landmark all to yourself? I have—and let me tell you, it’s both weird…
When Nigerian business opportunities are mentioned, the initial reaction from many outsiders is usually hesitation. There’s a common perception that the market is unstable, overly complex, or too high-risk to bother with. It’s a narrative shaped largely by sensational headlines,…
Let me tell you about the moment everything clicked for me about Kenya. I was sitting in the back of a Land Cruiser, watching my 12-year-old nephew Jake stare slack-jawed at a giraffe casually munching leaves three feet from our…
I remember standing outside a small noodle shop in Kyoto, sweating profusely—not from the summer heat, but from the sheer panic of trying to order dinner. The menu, a beautiful but incomprehensible collection of kanji characters, might as well have…
Last summer, I spent three months hopping around Europe on a shoestring budget. What I quickly discovered? The days when European air travel meant remortgaging your house are long gone. Between sipping €1 coffees in Lisbon and accidentally boarding the…
So you typed “Waka something travel” into Google, and now you’re staring at two wildly different options: Wakatravels and Wakanow. Sound like twins? Maybe. Act like twins? Not even close. It’s kind of like confusing Airbnb with a travel influencer’s…
It was the morning of my third day in Utah when I realized I’d brought entirely the wrong shoes. Standing at the trailhead to Angels Landing in Zion National Park, I looked down at my once-white sneakers—now a disturbing shade…
I’ll never forget my first proper American winter experience. As someone who grew up in the tepid winters of Southern California, my understanding of “winter” was putting on a light jacket when temperatures dipped below 65°F. Then I spent a…
There’s something magical about hugging the curves of the California coastline with the windows down, salty air rushing through your hair, and the promise of unexpected adventures awaiting around every bend. After countless trips up and down Highway 1, I’ve…
