the end of an era for us Colette fans globally.
Give yourself permission to be a kid again and gorge on candy floss and spend too much money trying to get a giant stuffed bear that you absolutely don’t need.
And when the malaise seeps in, it’s my cure.
I wanted the discussion to run the gamut from safety, to perks, stereotypes and most importantly, our role as American women as travel ambassadors of the United States.
In a perfect world… I could sit on a flight in India without worrying about being assaulted or harassed.
When I’m away on my travels my favorite parts of home that I miss… 90% of that is deeply rooted in Brooklyn — my family, my grandmother’s garden, biking to V’s in BedStuy, late nights at Crown Inn with Jenn. Check out The New Regulars for a glimpse of the place I call home.
Here are my top 10 reasons to travel solo! Hopefully they inspire you to plan your next trip!
Porto has that decaying decadence that you think of with Havana, but with amazing food, beautiful azulejos and a hopping wine country and port trade on the river. Zone out and spend 3 minutes with me checking out my time in Porto, Portugal.
I relished taking the taxis that regular Cubans take, and rolled by eyes at being ripped off by the shiny new ones. I enjoyed seeing the sites at the ration markets and the back alleys of Cuba where our guide Julio took us.
From the self-deprecating smile as I butchered the French language at a restaurant in Geneva that led me speeding through the Swiss Alps on the back of a motorbike for “the best” fondue to the smile that let me and mom know that we could trust Julio as he led us through the back alleys and even into a rations market to see the real Havana that few tourists get to experience, it’s a smile that bridges these gaps.