Climbing media is full of stories about unbelievable places you’ll never climb at in your life. For most of us, places with exotic names like Railay, Chamonix, Kalymnos, and Patagonia are simply out of reach. This is why Lumpy Ridge is the best trad climbing in the United States.
But all climbers—real climbers— are obsessives.
So how does a kid from Colorado chase climbing dreams across the sea?
For a lot of people, the term ‘travel blogger’ conjures up images of endless free airline tickets, hotel stays, and tours in exchange for what is — basically — content advertising. My readers will know that’s not what I do.
Travel touches our most intimate emotions: wonder, heartbreak, fear, bewilderment… even love. While I’ve been unspooling a long story of heartbreak on the road, that’s not the only way things can go. We’ve already heard from Shawn, my good friend and climbing partner who fell in love with a stranger while traveling and never came home. Today we’ll hear from Stephanie, the blogger behind Emirore, who fell in love with her traveling companion — who just happened to already be a good friend.
Enjoy the cheery change of pace!
Last February, when I was in Taiwan for the Chinese New Year period, I had the pleasure of being given a tour of Yangmingshan National Park, in the mountains near Taipei. Here are a few reasons this national park should be on your list if you’re looking to add a touch of nature to your Taiwan trip!
[This is a guest post from Shawn Wall, my errant climbing partner. Shawn left Colorado to do some travel after graduating university at the end of 2015, and he never came home. He now lives in Budapest, Hungary, with his girlfriend. I spent a month visiting them in October 2016. I asked him to write a little bit on his experiences living as an expat in a foreign country.
You can find his personal travel blog, The WanderinGinger, at http://wanderingingertravels.blogspot.com/]
February 22, 2017.
Today marks three years since when I first ran away from home to a magical place called New Zealand. I wanted to escape the troubles of day to day life and just be free from everything. So I left. I was running away from death, pain, sadness, confusion and everything that I knew and called home. At least, that is what I thought I was doing. Parts of that may be true, I was running away, but whenever you run away you run towards something else. I was running straight towards a whole new path of life.