Hello

I'm not sure how old I was when took my first ever plane ride.  I just know that it was Florida only because that's what my step mother told me.  It is because of her that I developed a love of travel.  When I was a child, I was able to fly to places because my step mother used to work for an airline.  Because of these experiences as a child, traveling as a deaf/hard of hearing person was not hard as I knew the protocol.  2015 is my first year venturing out of the United States.  That trip was not intended to be solo as I was hoping a friend would come with but she was not interested and I ended up traveling to Dominican Republic out of anger so I had no time to be scared on my first international trip.  And then the rest was history.  I'm writing this blog because I want to share my stories.  My family says I have fun stories to tell but you know family, they like to hype you up.  Along with my stories, I hope to inspire anyone nervous or contemplating traveling alone to just do it.  The more I travel, the more I learn about myself and my ability to handle situations that come up.  Travel is so very important to me that I plan trips to have something to look forward to when life gets hard or busy.  Thank you for stopping by and I hope you enjoy my stories.