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Hey there, I’m Meg.

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After spending over a decade (the majority of my 20s) living in the chaos of Toronto, I was beyond ready for the next adventure. I packed up the apartment I’d lived in for the past five years and moved to the Amalfi Coast with my boyfriend, Tyson. These days, I’m figuring life out on Italian time — slow mornings, year-long patio drinks, and late-night dinners — as well as working on my italiano: “vorrei due cappuccini, per favore.”

The longing to experience new places has always called to me. At 18 I left home to study in Toronto, where I knew no one, and had only visited a handful of times before. Four years later, after my final exam, I celebrated graduating with a month-long trip to Malaysia, and I was hooked. Since then, the wanderlust has yet to ebb.

I’m a mid-budget traveller; you won’t catch me touring Michelin Star restaurants, but I’m also not surviving off of store-bought ramen. I want to get the most out of these experiences without breaking the bank. Think: clean, safe place to sleep, but local transit over private drivers 90% of the time.

Canadian girl, curious soul, part-time pasta critic - currently living in Salerno, Italy.

​The hill I’ll die on? Don’t expect everyone to speak English, it’s not a cute look. Learn a couple key phrases, or pull out Google Translate when you need a refresh. A “grazie” (perhaps with the wrong accent) is better than nothing. And a “do you speak English?” will always be received better in the local language.

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In 2022, the wanderlust changed from a travel bug to a burning desire to live abroad. I made travelling my main focus for six months after quitting my job — visiting Texas for a concert, Calgary for the Stampede, and wandering Europe for six weeks — and I realized Toronto started to feel less and less like home. After overcoming a lot of nerves and falling in love, Tyson and I decided to take the leap in May 2025. I'm settling into life abroad and discovering my new normal: enjoying fresh pasta, delicious wine, and soaking up the sea air.

I turned 30 this summer, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned in these three decades, it’s this:
There’s no one right way to travel, live, or be. But there is your way. This blog is mine.

What I do (other than travel)

Now, I’m freelancing from the road, working on small design projects, dabbling in content creation, and trying to turn this love of travel into a side hustle while maintaining the magic. I love working with passionate people, especially fellow travellers, small businesses, and brands with heart.

I’m an aspiring creator and freelance designer, figuring it all out as I go. After nearly ten years working in the service industry, I decided to bet on my creative side and start building something of my own. 

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