I Am A Nomad

On this post I will share the timeline to the places I moved to and on another post I will break it down. Over several posts I will share how I did all this amount of traveling and why, in hopes to inspire those that desire to pick up and go.

Childhood travel doesn’t count because it was not a personal choice but if you must know I have been traveling solo from the age of five years old. Every summer since 1984 my mom would put me on a plane in care of a flight attendant until my aunt would meet me at the destination gate. I remember always sitting at the very first row. Little me would be away all summer long to be in care of my aunt and uncle but surrounded by my three cousins all within the same age range. I have been traveling solo pretty much ever since with some exceptions in recent years.


noun: nomad; plural noun: nomads
  1. a member of a people having no permanent abode, and who travel from place to place to find fresh pasture for their livestock. a person who does not stay long in the same place; a wanderer. (source GOOGLE)

Departing from San Francisco (SFO) to…

1994 – 1995 El Salvador

2000 Israel (3 months)

2001 Israel (3 months)

2002 Israel (3 months)

2003 Miami (6 months)

2004 Miami (6 months)

2005 Miami (6 months)

2006 Sydney (6 months)

2007 – 2009 San Francisco

2009 Miami (6 months)

2009 – 2011 England

2011 Miami (7 months)

2012 – 2014 Miami

2014 England (6 months)

2015 – present San Francisco

In between all those moves I did a lot of traveling. Will share that timeline on another post. As promised will share how I could and why I did.

Thank you for your interest in my blog!

Where have you lived?

How often have you moved?

I want to know. I get excited when I meet people with the similar experiences. Especially, because my family and friends were convinced I was lost.

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
All That is Gold Does Not Glitter” is a poem written by J. R. R. Tolkien for his fantasy novelThe Lord of the Rings. 



5 Replies to “I Am A Nomad”

  1. As you know, I love that quote and feel like it describes the wanderlust in me perfectly too. Not just in travel but also exploring and traveling within myself. I too started traveling at a young age. Moved from El Salvador to the US at the age of 4 months! haha and lots in between. Used to go to Florida every summer since the age 8 until college (colorado). Traveled to Japan and Thailand while there. Post grad I lived in California and England and of course traveled all over Europe while in England. After I moved back to the states we went on a Eastern Mediterranean where we got engaged. Canals of Venice 🙂


    1. Reading about all the places you’ve been and your s’wonderful experiences made my grin get bigger and bigger and bigger. I even had like some strange butterflies in my belly. I LOVE this about you! Please share some more on your blog! =) ❤ I want to know more and omg what a beautiful way to celebrate your honeymoon. I had no idea you lived in CALIFORNIA! xx
      Stephanie it's too bad we live so far away from each other. If we lived nearby omgosh we'd never want to part ways exchanging stories.

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      1. I did! not the best of California though. I lived near Palmdale/Lancaster, about an hour and a half north of LA. Mostly just desert. Would have much preferred to be more north like SF. and I completely agree Cynthia! I do hope we can meet one day! We will have to make a point to xx


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