My favorite thing about solo travel is how frequently and intimately I can communicate with God as I detach from the busyness of countless tedious tasks and frantic juggling of ministry responsibilities. Being able to just rest in His presence as I explore and marvel at this amazing world He’s
Tuscany: Sensory Overload
It’s taken me a while to decide how to write about Tuscany. Going around this gorgeous region of Italy was so jam-packed with delightful experiences that I have no idea how to even begin describing it. So I figured a shortlist of my top recommended experiences, while inadequate, would have
Broken Chains
My head was still filled with flashing images of the little streets at nighttime, the feeling of the wind against my cheeks through the borrowed motorcycle helmet, and the bittersweet memory of saying goodbye – perhaps forever – to the beautiful Italian gentleman who’d made me smile and laugh all evening.
Lost World
I’ve always loved to read and wonder about extinct civilizations and the mysterious artifacts they’ve left behind. I’m fascinated by old things, imagining what life would have been like in a certain place at a certain time. Maybe it was due to me and my sisters watching all the Indiana
Colossal Roma
I’m finally getting around to writing about some of my travel experiences in more vivid detail after being inspired by Warwick’s message about Psalm 96 today. Excerpt from my travel journal, dated August 4th, 2016, Rome, Italy: I woke up early. The Americans had already left for the Amalfi Coast
