It started with the call.
I'd close my eyes and find myself out there, in the trees, shoes covered in red dirt. In my sleep I hiked up where the marmots sang and
Jodi Ettenberg's [https://www.legalnomads.com/] travel blog inspired me to fall
in love with food. Because of her, I traveled to Saigon for a month to eat hot
soup in tiny alleys
I moved around a lot as a kid, and I've always felt unsettled. This may sound
crazy, but I've never felt 'home' anywhere, and it's something I've longed for
since I was in
A tale of two worlds and one island.
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I'm gonna be real with you.
Bali has been weird.
Where do I begin? So I broke my trip into two parts: two weeks