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A year ago next month, I got on a plane headed to South America with a poorly packed backpack, a camera and a passport. I remember how excited, anxious and curious I was about what was going to happen in the next few months. When I arrived in Quito, I had no plans on what was going to happen next… all I knew was that I needed to eventually get to Rio de Janeiro, to fly back home in December.
I kept a journal to jot down all the important details, and highlighted the good stuff on this blog— I am so happy that you and I can look back on the adventure.

I traveled over 300 hours by bus, spent the night in countless hostels/hotels and made some incredible friends from all over the world.  (I can’t help but smile just thinking about how much fun I had.)

the view from my place

Fast forward to 2013.  I’m working now, hosting and reporting in San Diego (I love this place!)
I’m thinking about my next trip, dreaming up ideas of where to go and what to do.  This time, I can’t quit my job and take off for six months. I like it here too much and I’m happy!

Here are some of my favorite posts from 2012– 

My birthday at Iguazu falls

Wine time in Mendoza

Salt Flats in Bolivia

the trek to Machu Picchu

Soaking up the sun in Lobitos–

Whale watching in Ecuador

and partying in Brazil


Pichilemu is fantastic… the bus ride over here, was one of my favorite so far. There are so many trees on the road to the beach, it feels like you are lost in a never ending forest.

 Nobody had any idea where we were going to stay, so we hitchhiked from the center of town to a hostel the driver suggested. His suggestion was great, and we ended up staying there for 5 nights.

 The balcony was oceanfront and the weather was just right for laying out. Of course, Chris came here for the surf.

 I have to admit, we didn´t do much but eat, sleep, drink and chill…but I guess that´s what we have been doing for the last 5 months! awww… the good life 🙂

Big hair, big algae

This is the first time we stayed in an ocean-front room in months.

A walk in the park 
Pichilemu means “little forest”

Walking on the airport runway, probably not the smartest or safest thing to do