In 2016, I got married, quit my job, and skipped away with my new husband to take a year-long honeymoon & travel the world. How the heck was 2017 supposed to top THAT?! But somehow, it did. 2017 was the year that everything changed for us. Here’s why, plus a HUGE announcement!
This is the story of our very first hiking disaster: the first time we ever attempted to casually complete a hike only for it to go horribly, terrible, very very wrong. Learn from our mistakes, laugh at our stupidity, and learn what to do if you find yourself bawling on the edge of a cliff miles away from civilization. But the real moral of the story here is never listen to Jeremy
when it comes to hiking.
Our year long honeymoon is officially over. And for the first time, we’re telling the full story. What happened? How much did it all cost? From where we went to our worst travel disasters to the time my grandfather tried to fake his own death (like .. I can’t make this stuff up, you guys), here are all the juicy, ridiculous details from our year long trip!
It’s been 1 year since we quit our jobs, hopped on a plane, and left for our year-long honeymoon. For years, all I wanted to do was leave my job in corporate America and go off an an amazing journey, traveling all around the world and having incredible adventures. I daydreamed all day long and planned all night – and by that I mostly mean I spent a lot of time on Pinterest pinning travel inspiration – and finally I set a date to realize my dream. By 2016, I told myself, I’m going to quit my job and go travel. And then it was time. The date had arrived. We quit our jobs. We went traveling. And you know what? I don’t think we’ll ever do it again.
Traveling as a fat woman comes with its own set of challenges. From chub rub to tiny towels, here’s 25 things nobody tells you about plus size travel!
When we started planning our year-long extended honeymoon around the world, we didn’t really know what to expect. We had a lot of hopes and dreams: we wanted to become wiser, healthier, better versions of ourselves. We wanted to become the sort of people who climb mountains regularly and do yoga at sunrise every day and read books rather than surf the internet and write deep, meaningful things about the life, the universe, and everything in our leather-bound travel journal. We wanted to be the kind of travel couple you see on Instagram, their blissful lives centered around nothing but looking attractive in different places each day. Well, none of that happened.