Who knows if google translate effectively gave me the appropriate words for my new travel blog, but if not it will only more poignantly demonstrate my lack of global knowledge when it comes to culture, etiquette, geography, customs, and language. And although I fancy myself a hippi-licious, accepting, compassionate, liberal without a racist, sexist, or any other ‘ist’ bone in my body, I am sadly reminded that anyone claiming those things is generally just a nervous, awkward conversation away from saying things like, “no, really…I have lots of gay, black, old, poor, muslim friends” in a desperate attempt to hide the fact that I am a tall, white, blue-eyed, blonde, entitled american woman who always envied those in different circumstances probably because it was my choice to do so.

So with all that being said…I will just continue to say more *grin* Isn’t that what a blog is anyway? I admit I have tried to start a blog before and I’m never really sure what it is supposed to entail. Is it just another way for me to ramble incessantly in my e-journal and have it force-fed to your email inbox every day? Is it supposed to be short informational or funny e-bites easily digestible and mass-media ready? Is it subject specific? Is it word salad or refined and carefully edited? I have a feeling I will find the answers to more of these questions when I meet-up with a group of fellow travelers in Bali who I don’t know at all, but I know they share at least 2 of my shakabucket-list items which are: 1. write and 2: travel

So today, Day One, I start my travel blog to record whatever comes to mind on my most wonderful endeavor to travel and write…everything else remains to be discovered.