About

A 24-year-old traveling the world for work and writing about his experiences along the ways. 

Hey there, My name is Zachary. Lately I've been thinking about the direction I want to take with this website. After 2 years of constant change and rebrand, I think I finally know where I want to go: Honest and meaningful. 

Stick around, I've got some stories for you. 

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Long Nights and Daydreams: An ANnouncment

If I had the chance to recreate myself from scratch, would I still be the same person that I am today?

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24 things I learned in
​my 24th year

Birthdays are so strange. I have never cared too much about my own, something about all the attention makes me feel uncomfortable. But this year was different. I don't know why it feels like there is such a big difference between 23 and 24, but I do know that a year ago today I was a completely different person than I am now.

One of my favorite YouTubers, Grace Helbig, created a video about the 32 things she learned in her 32nd year of life...so I decided to do the same thing because I mean really what a cool idea. I'll try to keep this list short and sweet but with 24 things it might be long. Not sorry.

dealing with loss when you travel for a living

There are a few things that you leave flight attendant training unprepared for. Six weeks of training packed with everything from applying bandaids to evacuating aircrafts to delivering a baby. There were very few surprises when I first started on the line. 

​One thing that I was unprepared for, was the how often I would be serving passengers that were traveling because of an undesirable situation, and how willing they would be to confide in me as a crew member. Passengers traveling home for funerals. Traveling to say goodbye to a loved one. To be with a family member in a time of need. They come to you, you make them as comfortable as possible, and you make yourself available to them as much they need.

When your dream job takes a serious toll on you

A few days ago I was working a long flight from Denver, Colorado to somewhere in Florida. This specific trip I was assigned to work on the bar cart in economy. It was a long day. I was tired, and a little irritable, and not exactly feeling my spry self. 

When a lady asked for a Coke Zero, I reached for the drawer of the bar cart to grab it. They're always in the back of the drawer, but the drawer was stuck. I knelt down on the ground and yanked and the drawer, but it wouldn't budge. I yanked harder and the whole drawer came flying out forcing me forward and hitting my head on the tray of the bar cart. 

"UGH, I yelled. "I hate this Job."

how to beat loneliness when traveling alone

Last Thursday afternoon, I woke up alone in a king-sized bed in the center of Rome, Italy. I picked up the trip the morning before and I had created a list of things that I wanted to see while on my 24-hour layover in this beautiful ancient city. 

But, I couldn't get out of my bed. It was 2:30 in the afternoon and I couldn't move. It was an undesirable combination of loneliness and depression (and a hit of anxiety) that sneaks up on me every once in awhile.

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