Photography provided by Nicole Freeman
From the suburbs of San Antonio, TX to over 16 countries (and counting)...read about my story here.
Where am I from or where was I born?
Every military brat's response to "Where are you from?". My dad is retired Army and my mother served in the Air Force for about 4 years. Needless to say, my siblings and I have lived everywhere - from Panama to Texas. I guess you can say my lust for new places is a result of my military upbringing. The only difference is, the next location of choice is mine.
So what am I doing in Cowtown Texas if I'm always daydreaming of my next adventure?
I am currently a graduate student at Tarleton State University here in Fort Worth. I guess you can say I didn't really get the travel bug until after my first deployment - you gain a certain appreciation and love of life from being in the desert for a year. Anyways, after returning from my first tour, I packed my bags and left to Europe, not to return for another month! I experienced life in a way I never thought I could and I've been going on adventures ever since.
Now, I am finishing up my Master's while saving up for my next big backpacking tour of...well...wherever I have't been before. I live in an amazing city with my wonderful dog son, Mushu, and my amazing boyfriend, Anthony. Although he doesn't quite have the same travel bug as I do, he supports me and does his best to make sure my map continues to get its pins.
what is wanderlust?
- The longing to see places one has never been and to see people one have never met
- The craving for foreign foods, countless varieties of wine, and limitless music
- The curiosity to explore old buildings & experience years of history
- The desire to take memories, not things
- The excitement one feels when they can become whoever they want, wherever they want
- The joy one feels when they get to wake up in new places and every day is a new adventure
- The ironic pleasure one feels when they get to recount the time they were lost in the streets of Ancient Rome
- The hangover of days where even the forgotten moments were the most memorable