I know I’m on my own when I say this, but 2016 was a pretty great year. I mean, even when it was bad, it was still pretty good. And as we close it down, I thought it would be fun to revisit some of the highs, relive some of the lows and share all my favorite posts in between.
My year started with a trip to South Africa. It was there that I rode a Segway down a flight of stairs, went on the world’s most lack-luster safari and answered the question, “Don’t you get bored traveling alone?” for the first twenty times. Here’s what I have to say about that: Table for One.
My second big stop in 2016 was Madagascar. I was planning to volunteer in a maternity ward at a rural health clinic for a few weeks. If that sounds crazy, just wait until you hear the song and dance about how I got there. My one-woman musical: Anivorano: Act One and Act Two.
Next stop: Israel. I showed up with a case of pink eye and left with a mission. Here it is: Work Your Plan.
And then came Europe, where I wildly overestimated my Spanish comprehension skills in a Barcelona salon, got trapped in a salt mine in Poland and went on the worst date ever in Amsterdam. The full story: Say “Enough” | Room Escape and Tinder Abroad.
Shortly thereafter, I came back to New York and had a rare moment of clarity. Here it is: While I was out traipsing through the streets of Tel Aviv and outrunning a cyclone in Madagascar, real life was still happening back home. Babies were born, weddings were had, promotions were earned… and I was living in my own little world. And that’s A-OK with me.
Let’s be serious: You Can’t Have It All.
I don’t want it all. And good thing because I kicked off part two of my travel adventures in a London apartment that didn’t have a sink. That shouldn’t be much of a story, but it is. Laugh track: London Living, Sans Souci.
And then I made one of my favorite stops: Switzerland. Who would have thought?
If Switzerland has an opposite, it would be Hong Kong. And that’s where I went next. More importantly, that’s where I went on the most ridiculous date of all time. From now on, when I’m deciding if a man is relationship material, I ask myself: How would he react if when I badly injure my foot on a busy sidewalk? Hopefully, like this guy did: Disaster Date.
After that little mishap, I decided to further tempt fate with a surf lesson in Indonesia. And it did not go as expected. Learning new things: Surf School.
And then I hit a literal high. I hiked Mount Kosciuszko, Australia’s tallest peak. Turns out the hardest part of the day was renting a pair of snow boots. Going up: Make Your Own Trail.
We were warned that the trail was covered in snow, that we'd never be able to find it, and, in the off chance we did, we'd be all but certain to die on it. We went anyway. New post on the blog: www.adviceineeded.com / Make Your Own Trail. Thanks again to @knoisewater for leading the way… and always giving me great material. #travel #travelgram #travelblog #kosciuszko #sevensummits #australia #thredbo #hiking #trekking #mountain #snow
Right after that, I rented a tree house in the rainforest of Australia. It was all pretty idyllic… until the wildlife invaded. Relive the chaos: Think Outside the House.
I saved the best for last: New Zealand. It was everything I could have asked for: Great people, delicious food, picture-perfect scenery, and 7.8 magnitude earthquake. After that, the jet boat was noting. Read: Hang on Tight.
Traveling for most of this past year had its challenges, but the hardest part, by far, was just deciding to go. I’m so glad I did. My logic: Happy Quitaversary To Me.
Somewhere along the way, my whole life changed. And I changed with it. For the better. Closing it down: I’m a Ten. (And You Are Too).
Wishing you all a happy, healthy and adventurous 2017!!