With five countries to see, it is with excitement, curiosity, and multiple charged camera batteries that I will leave for my next great adventure!
How does one live big? Where do you start? It can't be simple or everyone would do it. Or do they? Did everyone get this "live big" memo and I was just left off the mailing list!?
There are some pretty awesome curveballs that life has in its arsenal. I was a recipient of a rather sweet one which required a fairly significant directional shift and a frantic rebalancing of everything on my plate.
I knew I wasn’t going to be Superstar Krav Maga in a week so improvement was definently on the to-do list.
How can I "open my heart and eyes and learn more about the world" if I can't travel the world? This, is my challenge. And the following is my journey.
The Charleston City Market is an iconic piece of Charleston's history whose legacy keeps evolving. The goods and wares sold have changed over the past 175 years but a creative spirit and ingenuity is now engrained in the market's local culture.
The Charleston City Market is an iconic piece of Charleston history and the perfect place for local artisans to sell their wares and give visitors a true taste of southern hospitality.
I have been told that I am brave. I've had a mother wish that her daughters will one day do what I do. I am apparently wrong by thinking that traveling the way I do is nothing special.
The three original Fioroni brothers, having gained years of knowledge and experience, started bottling and selling their wine. Now, with crops yielding about 200,000 bottles a year, the old and new generations have found a perfect balance between innovation and tradition.
The first class of competitors lined up with confidence. One by one they took to the sky with engines roaring in blatant defiance of gravity. Disappearing from view as they made their first lap around the sky.
Visitors and natives of Florence alike pass by the door, and average bike rack that slightly obscures it from full view, without a second thought.
If the cathedral is the crown jewel of Orvieto then the crown on which it shines is its people.