I was raised to be a traveler–I’ve been to 15 countries in my 19 years–but I’m naturally a homebody. Most days I’d rather enjoy the quiet comforts of home than go out exploring, and I feel like I have a “home quota” that I must fill in order to feel normal.
But sometimes I find myself afflicted by wanderlust, the desire to travel and experience new places. For me, wanderlust combines with a creative spark for photographing the world.
The last time I felt this way I planned my whirlwind trip to Vancouver, BC (which I haven’t even finished posting about yet!).
This time, I’m not sure where I’ll find myself. I’ve been looking at photography-oriented day trips to Central Oregon, and my best friend and I are considering going to Bellevue, WA for the upcoming arts fair.
What I know is this: even with three big trips coming up (cross-country road trip to NY, a week in London/Amsterdam in November, and two weeks in Mexico in January), the homebody in me has fulfilled its “home quota,” and now it’s time to experience somewhere new.