I’ve always found comfort in concrete plans. For better or worse, I’m an obsessive planner-aheader. The way I see it, knowing exactly where I’m going to lay my head at night alleviates a lot of the stress that comes with living out of a suitcase. To some extent, it’s also…

Greetings from the stunning Mediterranean coast, where just like 50% of the other people you follow on Instagram, I’m spending the summer. It’s been a month since I arrived here in Valencia, and I’ve yet to see a single drop of rain, though there have been plenty of beads of…

“Follow me to weird places, Emily.” That’s what my friend Sharon whispered to me one night, as we were sipping our fourth or fifth Aperol Spritz at a funky dive bar in Naples, Italy — a city that was originally never on my travel bucket list. …

I’m an extrovert. I thrive during big group outings, I can be the loudest voice in the room, and I’m happy to be the center of attention. But I’m also an introvert. I love being a homebody, I value my alone time, and there’s nothing I look forward to more…

Girl Scouts. Field Hockey. Yearbook Club. Tennis Camp. All things I probably would have loved to get involved in as a kid, but simply didn’t have the time for. That’s because I dedicated my life to gymnastics, a sport notorious for being the only “thing” you can have on your…

In maybe the least surprising statement ever, I’m a sucker for a good travel blog. I don’t mean those “Top 10 Things to Do in Madrid” type listicles, but rather intimate stories from adventurous folks who’ve deviated from the status quo, done cool shit and want to share how it’s…

Do you remember that exhilarating feeling of flipping through the pages of a Choose Your Own Adventure book as a child? …

The other morning, I woke up super disappointed in myself. The other morning, I woke up and realized that it was May 15th — that’s officially mid-May for those keeping score at home. Now, people always say “time’s flying, I can’t believe it’s already [Month X]!!” in passing conversation and…

Season 3 just dropped. No, I’m not referring to Emily in Paris, though admittedly, it is my Netflix guilty pleasure (have you SEEN the male cast of that show?!) Instead, I’m talking about my own love affair with living abroad — for the last two years, I’ve lived out of…