I became a travel writer out of necessity; that is, my background is Beauty & Fashion writing. However, I was invited on a travel press trip that needed an Assignment. I researched newspapers in my area, and the first number that came up was – to this day – one of my travel editors. Without knowing me, he was kind enough to say “yes.” He wanted to look at my upcoming travel story and further, he would email me an assignment so that I could participate in the press trip. Rest is, as they say,–
One of the best things that has happened to me through travel is that I was able to face some of my fears, like climbing up a vertical red rock mountain in Utah (never rock-climbed) and flying over the jungle canopy in Puerto Vallarta on a zip line. I’m basically hard-wired for cowardice, and these events had me confronting some scary things – and staying alive! Another time, hiking a mountain in Switzerland, I found it so challenging that I lagged behind my entire group. I felt embarrassed and tried mightily to keep up. Finally, seeing the futility in this, I realized that the group would not leave me stranded on the mountain. In fact, I knew I could slow down, smell the wildflowers, take in the impossibly beautiful scenery, and at the end of the trail, the group would be there, waiting. They were, and my hike was, thus, happy and rewarding.
How do I decide what to write about?
It’s all dictated by the invitations that I receive from destinations; if I accept, that is the travel story, I’ll write.
One of the funniest/strangest things that has ever happened to me: in the Sea of Cortes, on a small boat called a panga, I found myself surrounded by several gargantuan gray whales, one so close that I was able to put out my hand and pet its head. Memorable, to be sure.
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