female travel

The girl's guide to all things travel; optimal itineraries, recommendations and more for solo female travel and group trips alike.

Long Way from the Atlantic
Being 400 miles away from the shoreline is when I missed the waves and ceaseless salt winds. For many, this isn’t far but I was someone where this was the furthest west I had ever been. I hadn’t grown up by the beaches but I have never been more than hour’s drive from one. I never felt Connecticut as a coastal state, even knowing the history of port cities and different maritime trades. The feeling changed when I went to New York by Lake Ontario and the desire for mild Long Island Sound, warm Nantucket Sound, or the brutal Atlantic Ocean stayed heavy. The idea of a lake beach was so foreign, I still remember the shock of hearing that their beach trip wouldn’t be 5 hours away at shore but in 30 minutes from campus on the lake.
By Chaia Levi4 years ago in Wander
Thai UTI
I knew as soon as we stepped aboard the jumbo jet I was in trouble. I had to pee. Not the normal pee either, the urgent, painful kind that could only mean one thing: Urinary Tract Infection. Anyone who has experienced the agony of a UTI knows that you don’t wish it on your worst enemy.
By Restless Wanderer4 years ago in Wander
A Cypriot Work Life
I moved to Cyprus with my family in 2006. There was me, my husband, and my two sons. We had a great life there at first but the hardship of earning decent money took a toll on us when Cyprus changed to the Euro from Cypriot pounds.
By Denise Larkin4 years ago in Wander
Too late to move abroad?
I was approaching seventy (gingerly, feet dragging, denying, denying) when I decided to move from California where I’d been living to a French village. Alone. I knew no-one in France and barely spoke the language.
By Janice Macdonald4 years ago in Wander
Well, there’s that.
”Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure.” Have you ever been SCUBA diving? What an entirely different world there is underwater. As some of you may know, I have some amazing friends in Hawaii who opened their home to me for two months in 2017. What an adventure it was! I couldn’t possibly recap the whole two months in one post, so you will be getting clips of it over time.
By Courtney Whitman4 years ago in Wander
Once Upon a London
Uncertainty and anxious tickles took over my darkened room in late February of last year. I was told by *him* to choose my luggage carefully. I was reassured that I would make it there and back, safe and sound.
By Cassandra4 years ago in Wander
Space to Think My Own Thoughts
From August 10 to September 19, I hiked the Colorado Trail. I walked somewhere in the neighborhood of 440 miles in 41 days with a few days rest in the middle. I knew when I set out to hike that I would be writing about this journey afterwards, so I made notes along the way of the things I saw, the conversations I had, the way I felt.
By Christine Reed4 years ago in Wander
A New York State of Mind
The alarm went off and I was UP. As in I leaped out of bed, ready to get moving type of up, which was something that I was not used to. I hated mornings, hated alarm clocks and definitely did not get up with any sort of enthusiasm, ever. But today was a different day, a very different day indeed. I changed, brushed my teeth, woke my friend up and headed out with two big 45 pound—but less than 50–rolling suitcases, on our way to the Love Field airport in Dallas, Texas.
By Caroline4 years ago in Wander
Slow Traveling
It has been two years since I took a vacation. The reason why I was able to survive this pandemic life so far is because of the kind of vacation I had taken back then. I remember booking an Airbnb, flights etc without having any plan about ticking off places from my travel list. I was in between jobs and life felt a lot freer without any obligation to fulfil. It is a rarity in my life.
By chembarathi4 years ago in Wander
Solo In Sedona
In September 2021, I went on my first ever cross country solo trip. I flew from Baltimore to Phoenix, then, over the span of 10 days, drove from Arizona to California. It was one of the best experiences of my life, and it's about time I shared my adventures in detail.
By Mary Molluso4 years ago in Wander
The Journey of a Single Step
Family legend has it that when my parents decided to move back to India after a three-year posting in the United Kingdom I, all of nine years old, put my foot down and declared that I would not leave my beloved London.
By Natasha Khullar Relph4 years ago in Wander
Fireworks Living
Have you ever looked in the mirror and not recognized the person staring back? That’s my experience lately and I think that’s the real meaning of adventure. Losing myself completely in a moment and allowing it transform me from a person to a feeling. Pure joy, paralyzing fear, visceral excitement – real fireworks living.
By D4 years ago in Wander