A little over a week ago, I returned home from my trip to the West Coast—the first big U.S. trip of my adult life. This trip actually ticked many “firsts” off my list: first road trip, first time renting a car, first visit to the Pacific Northwest (and subsequently first visits to Washington and Oregon), and first solo trip. As I’ve mentioned previously, it was both a dream and a bit of a nightmare, but I promised myself I would do my best to enjoy each moment of the new adventure.
I left New York early on a dark, rainy morning—my third 6am flight in just a week—with two carry on bags. Read More