Travel

Anyone who knows me will tell you that travel is important to me. I took my first flight in 2009; it was from Lagos, Nigeria to Atlanta, USA. My next international flight was not until 2013 when I left the U.S of A to study abroad in Marseille, France.

In 2013, my restlessness had room to blossom into wanderlust. Of the 195 countries in the world, I have been to 24. My goal is to see 30 of them before I am 30. I’d like to not have to include Nigeria and the U.S. in that list of 30 countries, which would mean I have 8 more countries to go. *fingers crossed*

In the U.S., I am trying to run in as many of the 50 states as I can. I don’t have a number of states in mind; my only rule is it has to be at least a 2-mile (outdoor) run to count. So far I have 14 states (of the 19 I’ve visited).

  • Last weekend, I made a (quick) solo visit to Los Angeles that reminded me of why I enjoy travelling solo sometimes. I’ve had a good number of people ask me why I often travel by myself, and I usually will tell them that I actually prefer