“We are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing what or where home is. We glimpse it sometimes in our dreams, or as we turn a corner, and suddenly there is a strange, sweet familiarity that vanishes almost as soon as it comes.”
Hello – 안녕하세요 – Hallo – Hola – Bonjour!
I am a lover of cultures, languages, and literature with an independent spirit, who decided to experience the world on my own terms. Armed with great determination, the support of family, and an intense case of wanderlust, I set off to pursue my dream of extended overseas travel.
Believing that life is about the journey not the destination, a personal philosophy has developed: travel as a lifestyle equals the only balm for a wanderlust-afflicted soul.
Please take a look at my adventures and let me know what you think!
Why the name A Place Like Me In A Girl Like This?
I’ve always been enchanted by stories set in Egypt, and The Mummy has been one of my all time favorite movies since my teens years. The first time I watched it I was captivated by the adventure, history, and magic. To this day I wish I could jump into the movie and help Evelyn read ancient Egyptian, fight ancient foes, and save the world. I loved that she was able to stop the destruction of the world with her linguistic knowledge and awesome librarian skills.
Have you seen The Mummy? If not, you should. It’s an oldie but a goodie, and is also the inspiration for my blog name. Long blog names are generally discouraged (I didn’t realize this at the time), because longer names are more difficult to remember. I am hoping for a Benedict Cumberbatch effect; maybe people will remember my blog because the name is a bit of a tongue twister?
Where it all began….
I remember with fondness the various family vacations we embarked on during my childhood. While a camping trip to Leech Lake isn’t quite the same as traversing a foreign land, to a six-year-old it was still an adventure. The bravery required for a child to swim in any body of water with “leech” in its name is impressive.
Wandering the woods from the lake to our campsite with my siblings ignited a passion for adventure and fed my inner explorer.
My parents cultivated a spirit of spontaneity and creativity in us from an early age. I distinctly remember one breezy summer morning. My mother and the four of us children were seated at the breakfast table when a series of loud honking noises interrupted our cereal slurping.
We all looked at each other questioningly, and then at mom. “Go and check it out,” she suggested (with a slight smirk). We tumbled outside to find a giant (for a 6-year-old) RV parked in front of our house.
My dad emerged and asked us, “who wants to go on a road trip?” And like just like that we packed up and hit the road!
When the travel bug bit me in…………
As a child I was used to gallivanting off on strange, yet fun, family outings. But my real love of travel was ignited in my twelfth year. My best friend moved to China when I was ten and I missed her terribly. I was determined to visit and spent two years doing odd jobs and saving every penny in order to make the journey.
I know some people thought my parents were crazy for sending their twelve-year-old daughter off to China, but they have always supported my travel addiction (and still do).
Needless to say, going from refusing to eat potatoes and squash in Minnesota, to snacking on snake and duck brain in China is bound to change a person. Somewhere between ambling through the streets of Beijing and wandering through Tibetan monasteries the travel bug bit me. I was infected and there is no cure.
From that moment on the desire to travel became a permanent resident in my soul.
Join me as I weave my tapestry of travel, language, and literature.