My earliest memory of travel is from the 1970’s, when my family moved to Antigua in the British West Indies. We had a layover in Puerto Rico, during which time the tiny wanderer in me fell in love with airports.
Life has been an adventure ever since.
Today I am happiest when traveling, regardless of the destination, and I still love air travel and airports. My current suitcase challenges include packing my Iraca hat without it getting smashed, and finding a way to transport fresh maracuyá back to The States.
Read about my life in Colombia on my other website, La Gringa Costeña
Read about some of my travel experiences here…