If you know anything about Indiana, you know it doesn't exactly breed world travelers. So how did I end up solo backpacking around the globe?

I decided I had one life, and I wasn't going to wait around for anyone else to live it with me.

When I first took off traveling alone, I had zero intention of this becoming "a thing." I was just tired of waiting for other people to save up money. Honestly, up until the moment I got on that plane, I still thought someone might join me. I'm so grateful that never happened — because what I found instead was a kind of freedom you can't get any other way.

You wake up. You check in with yourself. You do what you actually want to do. You call every single shot.

And here's the part people don't expect: you don't actually have to do any of it alone. When I went solo, I met so many people from all over the world — and connected with them in ways that felt deeper than most of my interactions back home. It made sense once I thought about it: I was meeting people while doing what I actually wanted to do, so there was already common ground before we even said hello. It's less like meeting random people, and more like stepping into a pool of people who already share your interests.

That first trip was 2023, and I haven't stopped since. I've backpacked through Europe, done most of the Banana Pancake Trail across Southeast Asia, spent six months in Latin America, and squeezed in more trips than I can count. It's been wild watching what different parts of the world bring out of me — because getting to know yourself in new settings is the only way to actually know yourself completely.

After all of that, I knew I had to help other women do the same. If you're ready to expand your life by stepping into the unknown, you're exactly who I'm here for.