About This Blog
The primary goal of this blog is to share some of my travel stories with my family and friends. Of course, anyone else who finds this site is welcome to read and comment! The second goal is to share book reviews, since I’m constantly reading and people are constantly asking for recommendations. And finally, this is a place where I can just share anything that doesn’t have another platform… so I may share some personal photography or design projects, humorous anecdotes, and more!
The name of my blog is a reference to the Robert Frost poem ‘The Road Not Taken’ which is copied below. I love this poem for so many reasons. What I recall from High School Literature is that it was meant as a metaphor about non-conformity. But as I’ve gotten older, I like it better as a metaphor about the path I’ve taken in my life. I might not go about things the same way as others, but I get to the same place. It’s like that modern proverb: Life is a journey, not a destination.
But I also like it as literal advice! As a traveler, I love to discover the path that is not taken by everyone else. Traveling can lead to some amazing experiences. Following the same path as everyone else seems monotonous to me. Personally, I’d rather end up with unique stories! However, if you are solo-traveling, use common sense and trust your intuition if you come across a woodsy, unlit path… safety first!
I am a freelance graphic designer and travel enthusiast. I have lived in Australia, the US and the UK. I’ve been to all the continents except Antarctica, but I still feel like I have so much of the world left to see!
I love reading, and thank God for e-Books. I’ll read anything: fiction, memoirs, literature, sci-fi and more. If you’d like to recommend a book, please email me! My other interests include every kind of cheese, doing ballet, The Vampire Diaries and my puppy.
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.