Veronica McCarthy writes:
As a freelance writer, writing comes naturally to me, while traveling does not. Until a month ago, I had spent the majority of my life living in different sectors of the greater Los Angeles area with the occasional weeklong travel adventure. A trustworthy companion always accompanied me on these weeklong jaunts, as I had never wanted to breach the ‘traveling alone’ world.
After a summer of heartbreak and health scares, I decided to disrupt my travel pattern by shipping myself off to Amsterdam, Netherlands, for the fall months. I stumbled upon an advertisement for an apartment swap so I now wake up to European church bells instead of the crashing waves of Venice Beach.
I occasionally wake up in other countries as well, as I am adherent about experiencing the most possible during my time abroad.
Traveling alone has proved simultaneously exhilarating and exhausting. From day one I have been documenting my Amsterdam adventures on a blog.
The blog was designed to hold myself accountable for daily writing practice, but now it hardly feels like practice, as it has become a cathartic outlet and rewarding medium to share my sublime stories and quirky insights with loved ones across the pond.
I hope my daily insights show both the hilarious and profound, as both can be found in daily life, and daily travel.