A little less than 2 weeks ago the Malaysia aircraft MH370 that departed from Kuala Lampur to Beijing disappeared. It has been all the talk in the news. It is horrifying. People joke around about it but for someone who travels as much as I do it is simply scary. I know more people die in car accidents... I don't need another lecture. There is something about being up in the air and the feeling of turbulence; the feeling that the stranger sitting next to you or across from you may be the last person you spend time with. I don't know why but it scares me more to fly now than before. I have visited 30 countries total; in my thirtieth year of life. Quite a milestone but for some reason I feel like I am battling with Zeus each time I check in for a flight. In regards to MH370, the anticipation and agony that they may never know what happened I would imagine could leave someone feeling empty forever. I imagine what last thoughts flashed through the passengers minds; my heart goes ou
So although this blog originally started to chronicle my travels throughout Europe I decided to keep on writing because we all know life goes on as will my words...