I had a wonderful experience living in a remote village in Bali, Indonesia where I stayed for a semester in college. There, I studied the language Bahasa Indonesia while honing my craft as a photographer. I engaged with the villagers to create environmental portraits during their rice harvest season. I also had the pleasure of traveling in Belize for 3 weeks, from the coastal beaches to intimate islands and the inland jungle, with some time in Guatemala to boot. I’ll undoubedtly never forget my 3 years in Germany, where I learned to speak the language and navigate the transportation system with ease all over Western Europe and bits of Eastern. 

My wanderlust has led me to wonderful and unique places. I am grateful for all of my tremendous experiences I’ve had with people who have shown me new ways of living. These memories continue to inspire me, they keep me seeking and exploring the world as I continue in my home base of Los Angeles. As a mother of 2 young children, I realize how we become tied to our routines and agendas. It makes sense, we need routine for our kids, school, friends, social events, etc. However, when we break out of our lives for new adventures, the memories we create continue to endure. Our last big adventure was in Berlin Germany where we stayed for 5 weeks. We traveled daily, walked through the many parks, which seem to be everywhere, visited historical sites, museums, ate amazing food my picky eaters surprisingly loved and enjoyed the ease of ground transportation which made it all accessible.