Hi,

I’m Becky

I was born and raised in San Diego, a true California girl at heart, and a hopeless dreamer.

Read below for my story. 

All my life, I dreamed of far-off places, foreign cultures, and “adventure in the great wide somewhere.” (Name that Disney movie!) At age 18, I took my first international trip ‘across the pond’ to visit my Dutch boyfriend, Björn — and started this blog.

I traveled all over the Netherlands and London with him for 3 weeks over Christmas break, and wrote stories home to my friends and family via a simple Blogspot website. (Remember those?!) I was absolutely in heaven, and when I returned home I knew I needed more.

Over the next four years of college, I visited Björn and his family twice a year, and it was with him that I got my first tastes of Europe – Paris, Brussels, Berlin, Luxembourg, and of course, lots of”Dutchieland.” After I graduated with honors in Journalism from California State University, Northridge in 2011, I moved to the Netherlands to live with him! I had big plans to backpack all over Europe — I had pored over maps and guidebooks for months, planning train routes and circuits.

Alas, budget proved to by my biggest obstacle. Luckily, I freelanced for a U.S.-based travel startup in Amsterdam and took day/weekend trips on my limited budget. My first European venture without Björn was to Vienna with his sister, and from there, I boarded a bus to Prague BY MYSELF.

Prague officially changed the game. It showed me that I was more capable than I gave myself credit for, I COULD travel alone, and more importantly – I LOVED traveling alone. Shortly after I returned from that trip, delays with my residence visa in the Netherlands forced me to go home. Several months later, Björn and I ended up going our separate ways.

To heal a broken heart, I resumed planning an epic backpacking trip around the world – this time, including a circuit through Southeast Asia, Australia, and New Zealand before heading to Europe. I lived with my parents back in San Diego and worked as a medical receptionist for a year, saving as much money as I could for this big adventure.

And then I met Trevor.

We fell hard for each other, and my 12-month plan turned into a 6-month plan, and then a 6-week plan. We officially started dating on December 7th, 2012, and I left on January 18th, 2013 for six weeks alone in New Zealand and Australia. I was convinced Trevor wouldn’t wait for me…but he did.

And while I missed him terribly, those six weeks absolutely changed my life forever. It was Prague times 1,000 — I learned SO MUCH about myself, found closure with Björn, found my direction, and knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life exploring as many corners of this world I possibly can.

I’m not upset that meeting Trevor “derailed” my own personal gap year. I firmly believe in fate, and he and I were absolutely fated to be together. He is the yin to my yang, my other half, my everything. 

I also learned the most important lesson I needed at the time: despite my daydreams, the nomad lifestyle isn’t the only way to travel. Up until then, I had devoured so many blogs about young people doing exactly what I wanted to do when I was 22: taking gap years, working abroad, backpacking for months through dozens of countries, sharing their adventures on social media and collecting avid followers on their lengthy, global excursions.

But that wasn’t in my crystal ball, even if I tried to make it so. Instead, my life took the path it was meant to – the one that led me to Trevor, and my career with that travel startup. The seasons of my life changed, my time ebbed and flowed, and while I never got to take that year-long global trip, I’ve been able to see and do a hell of a lot for a now 35-year-old American girl.

Worth noting is that Trevor – now my husband – supports my love of travel 100%. He has encouraged me to stay true to who I am, because if we aren’t true to ourselves we can never be true to each other. We have taken many trips together: we’ve rented a camper van in Iceland, backpacked through Ireland, hiked through Switzerland and ate way too much schnitzel in Germany, road tripped up the California coast, explored two Hawaiian islands, clocked dozens of miles walking all over NYC, cruised to Ensenada and the Bahamas, and lived our best lives at all-inclusive resorts in Barbados, Los Cabos, and Cancun.  But when he can’t go, he has wholeheartedly supported my solo ventures and trips with my best friends. 

The blog and website have undergone several renovations and developments in the past 16 years, but the mission remains the same: to share my travel stories and empower other women to travel! I strive to be an honest, inspirational example of how real life doesn’t have to get in the way of traveling. I want to encourage you to strategize your time in the American grind to get out there and taste the world.

I’m a firm believer in education through experience, broadening one’s mind through exploration, and acceptance through exposure. My love of travel combined with my passion for writing cultures a deep curiosity for that story, and an itch deep within keeps me yearning to find it. My lifetime aspiration is to look back at my past and know that I lived.

When I’m not traveling, I’m wandering around Disneyland with Trevor, playing with our dog Rowena, and explaining the Harry Potter saga to those poor souls who choose to watch the movies without picking up the books. And if you follow me on social media, you’ll know that as of April 2024, I just announced that we are expecting a third member of our family clan in late August/early September this year! That will certainly bring a whole new dynamic to this whole travel experience.

If you’re still reading – thank you! If you can relate to me in any way, or you just want to follow along and get to know me better, please find me on social media and introduce yourself! I’d love to meet you. xo

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