My first trip was at 18 months old. It was still free for me to fly so my mom took me on a six-week journey around England, France, Scotland, and Wales.  Summer road trips took us from one coast of Canada to the other and back again. Travel has come naturally to me ever since.    

Years later, I travelled solo around Mexico and immediately fell in love with the country. That trip inspired other travels around the world. I went scuba diving in Australia, drank kava in Fiji, sold my shoes in Thailand and walked with sadhus in Nepal. I loved them all  but Mexico stayed in my heart and always pulled me back. After exploring Guatemala and Honduras, I found a place to volunteer and planned a 6 month stay in San Cristobal de las Casas, a city nestled in the highlands of Chiapas, Mexico’s most southern state, two hours from the border of Guatemala.