My earliest memory of travel is from the 1970’s when my family moved to Antigua in the British West Indies. During a layover in Puerto Rico, the announcement was made to board our flight, and life has been an adventure ever since.

Read about some of my travel adventures:

Living in Antigua opened my heart to a world unknown: a (humid) paradise where I patted brown donkeys, ate mangoes off the trees, and snorkeled in clear waters among  multicolored fish – my favorite things to do whenever and wherever it’s possible.