The person susceptible to wanderlust is not so much addicted to movement as committed to transformation.
Have you always wanted to see the world, but never done it?
Maybe you’ve taken some family vacations, or took your PTO at work or spring break from school and did a cruise, or a packaged tour of Europe or something. But that wasn’t enough for you. You want more than the average 3 weeks of freedom. You want to travel for weeks or months at a time. Maybe you’ll never come back!
Maybe it’s that you don’t have any money to spare. Or time. Or a job. Or you own a house or are stuck in a lease. Or you have a dog. Or a boyfriend. Or whatever.
If you’re an introvert like me, it might sound overwhelming. If all you see online are pictures of boozey beach parties and advice to stay in crowded party hostels to save a buck, you might be thinking that travel isn’t what you thought it was and maybe it’s not for you after all.
But travel isn’t just like that (in fact, I’m not a huge fan of that kind of travel myself and don’t really do it, so none of that here!). Want to learn more about extended travel the introvert-healthy way? Start here.
Or maybe it’s just that you have no idea where to start!
You’re in the right place!
The whole point of Explorography is to teach travel newbs the secrets of long-term travel and how to authentically connect with other cultures and people.
So many people, co-workers, relatives, acquaintances, when they hear about my travels and adventures, they say “Wow, you’re so interesting! I wish I could do something like that!” And then they say some excuse like money or time or family/dog/house/whatever.
And that always gets me a little feisty.
Because there’s really no excuse! There are always ways to make travel possible, no matter what your lifestyle or needs. Sometimes you just have to think outside the box.
And that’s what I try to do here. Show you that it’s possible, and help you make that mental leap to really believe that you can follow that wanderlust dream.
A little about me
I’m Claire, wandering writer, culture junkie, language enthusiast, huge nerd, and I also change my hair a lot.
My very first time abroad was to Costa Rica with my Spanish class in eighth grade, but I don’t really count that (though it may have planted the seed for future me).
It wasn’t until I backpacked solo through Europe for 5 weeks that I really knew my soul belonged to the road. I landed in Shannon Airport three days after the last Harry Potter movie came out, marking the end of my childhood, and I had 5 weeks to make it to Italy for my semester abroad. I had vague plans, but no tickets booked, no accomodation reserved, only commitments to meet a friend in Oxford at one point and my sister in Switzerland at another. Just me and my orange backpack, and the money I had saved up over my adolescence.
To say it was transformative is an understatement.
Then I did my semester abroad and did exactly the opposite of my backpacking trip. For the most part, I stayed put for 4 months. Partly because I was exhausted, but also because it was a new kind of travel experience for me. Slow travel. I wanted to get to know Florence under the sparkle and shine. And it was awesome. After my semester, I even stayed with a local expat friend I had made to get an extra two weeks before going back to Ohio.
I knew I’d be coming back to Europe soon.
After graduation, I moved to Paris to be an au pair. This didn’t end up working out, but it ended up being for the best. I learned a ton about myself, as well as about Paris, Parisians, and how fast they speak French.
Now I’m living back in Ohio, and working towards that location independent lifestyle so I can live on the road and still give back to society and make a living.