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Dance Therapy ;)
I really didn’t know what I was getting into with this workaway. I was a little leery, but my mom’s anxiety about the whole thing got me really nervous. Why would someone do a workaway where they just needed a dance partner. There has to be a catch. I was on edge my whole first night. My host is developing a new dance called Salsita and needed a partner to practice with. His wife and his sister (my neighbor) do not dance. It is a desolate area, so I guess I can understand why it would be difficult to find a reliable partner to practice/experiment with often. So, if you…
Still in Doggy Rome
Christmas was ok. Not what I expected.
Sorry, so late in posting. We’ve had to quarantine until September 21 and boy has it been horrible 😉 Spending countless hours alone on a Trimaran in the middle of the world with a dreamy Frenchman 😉 I arrived in paradise, Aug. 24, to be greeted affectionately by the man I’d been communicating with for months (who happens to be just as handsome in person as he was online) and we were off to his Trimaran in Arue. (Does this not seem like a real life fairytale come true.) We rowed to the boat, where he swiftly whipped me up a tuna poisson cru à la Tahitian. It was fabulous…
Packing :/ Last minute Prep
Tomorrow I leave for my big adventure – 3:00am. First stop Tahiti. Deep breath. I’m both nervous and excited. All my dreams (well besides having Dioge by my side) are coming true. I’m getting to explore the world, write, and just let things happen. No deadlines or expectations to live up to, but the ones I set. And being an organized, control freak, it is a little challenging. I tend to make up scenarios in my head of all the possible outcomes and over prepare for everything. I just need to let go, breath, and let things happen. God has a plan. First off, double checking my luggage. One backpack…
Picking Up The Pieces
It was emotionally draining and heart-breaking.
Good Riddance 2020
I’m heartbroken :(
I’m surfing, I’m really surfing
Bikini Life & Trying to Have One
Trying to have it all :/
Starving for a Place
Almost time for my next meal...tick, tick, tick