I feel most alive when I'm sitting alone on a plane about to take off to a country where I don't know anyone, English is not the first language, I have no time limitations, and I have no idea what I'm going to do once I get there. Anything can happen...I grew up in New York, but I've been kind of a gypsy for the past 7 years. I usually get restless after being in a place for more than a few months. There's just so much in this world to to learn and explore.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Smiley, happy party people, traveling folk, and fellow beach bums
