There has been no time that I can remember when I did not love to travel. As an “Army Brat,” I grew up thinking that everyone moved regularly. Although I wasn’t uprooted as frequently as some of my friends, it was often enough for me to think that packing and unpacking were a part of normal life. As an adult, I have continued the tradition, loving every trip and savoring the sights, sounds, people and foods of every place and culture.

Yes, I have my favorites. But, given the opportunity, I would keep a bag packed always and be ready to board the train, gas up the car or get to the airport on short notice. Notably, I lived in Paris as a 10-year-old. Returning at 21 was almost like going home.

Due to an incurable wanderlust, my life has seemed a progression of different homes, new places, interesting journeys, unusual recipes, and many stories to tell.

In later years, my husband and I lived aboard a cruising motor yacht for the better part of two years, two of the best years ever, traveling the Eastern Seaboard from Nova Scotia and New Brunswick to Florida and the Gulf Coast, with a side trip to the Bahamas. Prior to that, we spent our time boating in the Pacific Northwest, and spent a memorable summer traveling north from Bellingham, Washington to Alaska — it was an epic experience!

Now, back on land, I continue to write about places near and far, enjoy discovering new taste treats and interesting eateries, travel oceans and rivers with experienced ship captains, and still run away to the world’s beaches as often as possible. With a willing travel partner, I try never to pass on the opportunity to see, taste, or experience something new, to  meet new friends and learn about other cultures.

Won’t you join me on these journeys?

You can also follow me on my “sister blog,” Right Off Main, where I tell other stories about other people, places and events, along with some personal commentary about life in today’s world.