female travel
The girl's guide to all things travel; optimal itineraries, recommendations and more for solo female travel and group trips alike.
Girl at the Edge of Death
Fear turns you inside out. Like an invisible, open hand, it reaches out towards you from the unknown. We all have fears, and most of us hide them as far away as possible. Our fears are so defining and embedded in our character and our past, that it isn’t until we know someone well that we even dare to approach the question. No one ever asks about fears as an icebreaker, or during small talk (but why the hell not?).
Carlota MauraPublished 7 years ago in WanderLost In Neverland
Hey, So let me introduce myself. I'm Kim and I have been an au pair in the Netherlands for about 4 months now. It's a very challenging experience and I learn something new every single day, plus I get to explore this beautiful country in my free time and I get a lot of free time.
Kimberley-Jo MercerPublished 7 years ago in WanderMe First
I have always loved travel, although I haven't done it nearly as much as I want to. In high school, I traveled to Italy and Greece and fell in love. The architecture was so beautiful, the culture so rich, and it was all around so different from America, a place I often felt lacked a strong cultural connection. This was the true beginning of my travel bug.
J.C. MariePublished 7 years ago in WanderBribing Border Guards and Smuggling Human Remains
Late last year I took a little trip to South America. Why South America, you might ask. Well, quite simply, because someone said to me "what about South America?" And so it was decided.
Maggie HarrisPublished 7 years ago in WanderWhite Blank Page
I closed my eyes and absorbed the darkness, letting everything around me come alive. I had roamed the streets for hours, taking it all in: the smell of melted mozzarella on the world’s finest pizzas; the ghostly decadence of the city’s oldest buildings; a loud melody, Chopin perhaps, can be heard through an open window; the dazzling chaos of roses, daffodils and poppies sitting on sills, stealing each other’s colours; and the repetitive navy-and-white striped men, proudly parading visitors down Venice’s shimmering canals. As I reached San Marco, Venice’s personal hotbed of human stench and anarchic clatter, the sweltering summer air was hard to take in. The waves of flickering cameras and the howling chatter of the crowd engulfed the piazza. Revolted, I wriggled away from the daunting humanness. I moved away from the crowds seeking silence. The chatter faded away, as did the Sun and the unbearable trail of heat it left behind.
Carlota MauraPublished 7 years ago in WanderFor the Love of Tagine
Welcome to the blue city. There is a four-year-old child clinging to his cat on the steps of his home. The blue tunnels feel like underwater caves and you almost expect sharks and dolphins to weave between the crowds. There is an old lady selling bread- hard, floury, fresh Moroccan khobz, and a flock of animals and their child counterparts run up and try to steal crumby mouthfuls. The smell of leather, incense and cinnamon loom from musty underground doorways. Handmade jewellery and hair oils line doorways and wooden shops and the pavement is cool and dusty. Doesn’t this sound glorious? This is Chefchaouen, in the far dreamy north of Morocco.
Imogen KarsPublished 7 years ago in Wander'Sorry I'm Late, My Bike Broke Down...'
I wasn’t particularly nervous for my move to the UK. After all, I’d lived in South Korea for half a year and spent a summer interning in Kenya and Uganda (such white girl, much wow), speak English pretty fluently, and I wasn’t afraid of being culture-shocked in what’s pretty much a neighbouring country to the Netherlands. I was determined to act professional, starting my MA, to blend in with the Brits and stay far away from ‘situations’ I’d encountered in my previous episodes of expat living.
Merel van 't HooftPublished 7 years ago in WanderRoad Trip Breadcrumbs
This story begins on a California highway in a rented camper. Six college friends near the end of their summer vacation are on a road trip before the next semester begins. They have been stopping along the way to meet new people, party, and experience the “sowing of oats” that most of us have done at least once in our lives. The title is “Road Trip Breadcrumbs,” referring to the fairy tale of “Hansel & Gretel.”
Amazing Locations For A Girls Only Trip
Having a girl's weekend is something that is simple in theory, but difficult to put into practice. Ideally, the place you guys go together will be one that is female-friendly, glamorous, and filled with fun things to do that make you feel awesome.
Rowan MarleyPublished 7 years ago in WanderThe Ultimate Packing List for Female Travelers
Packing is arguably one of the most difficult parts of planning a trip and to be frank, this guide will help, but not that much: Hey, I'm not a miracle worker. This list is born out of trial and error from my past adventures. It can be daunting to look at your bulging closet and then see the small, compact suitcase lying empty on the floor.
Emily McCayPublished 7 years ago in Wander