Growing up, I was always the weird kid. Never chasing what everyone else wanted, no interest in the picket fence life. I dreamed of adventure on my own terms.
Being a first-generation Korean American made that tricky to navigate sometimes, but my parents let me figure out my own path, which I'm grateful for.
As an adult, I still don't quite fit in anywhere. These days I care a lot less about that.
I always knew I wanted to travel (like, really travel) but I kept waiting for the right moment. Then 2020 happened, I turned 40, and I realized just how short life was and there were no more excuses. I booked my first solo trip: five countries, five weeks. Came home exhausted and immediately started planning the next one.
What I noticed pretty quickly was that there wasn't much out there for people like me. Most travel content is either for twenty-somethings hostel-hopping or retirees on cruises.
Where were the people who still wanted the street food at plastic tables, the places that don't make top-ten lists, the corners of the world you only find when you wander off the usual path?
Turns out there are a lot of us. That's what this site is about. The travel, the food, the stories, and finding each other along the way.
