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Next move, Vietnam!

I’ve just entered into my fifth month in Sydney, and though I still have just over half a year left on my Working Holiday Visa, I’ve decided to end things here and move onto a new chapter. I booked my flight to Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam! Continue reading “Next move, Vietnam!”

4 months in Sydney. Life after Seoul.

It’s been quite some time since I’ve updated my blog. I’ve been reorganizing my life and at the time it didn’t feel like anything blog-worthy was going on, but sometimes it’s good to just write things out. So here it goes.

I packed up my belongings and said goodbye to my students, my friends, and my cozy life in Korea. I spent a long time debating the idea since I enjoyed the security of my life there. I was financially stable. I had a solid income with a low cost of living. I had insurance. Continue reading “4 months in Sydney. Life after Seoul.”

South Korea: Checking in!

I’m finally here! Seoul, South Korea has been my  home for the past two months, yet it feels like I’ve been here for half a year! I’ve already had several “what did I get myself into moments” along with a few emotional breakdowns, but overall I’ve been enjoying the ride. I have brief moments of productivity during my short amounts of free time, so I figured I should update my neglected blog. I’m keeping this post pretty simple, so let me break it down. Continue reading “South Korea: Checking in!”

A work in progress.

I’ve been pretty absent from blogging these past few months. Mostly due to lack of motivation. I’ve been overwhelmed with the amount of bloggers, both senior and nascent, involved in the travel blog niche. I realize that my blog is in no way up to the same standards as other travel bloggers so I lost motivation when I questioned my motives for this blog. Continue reading “A work in progress.”

I’m hella broke..

Yup. I’m about to share some pretty personal information. All for the sake of … sharing. Continue reading “I’m hella broke..”

Finding peace in Prague.. with alcohol!

Ok, so finally a happy post! I feel like my last two were written during some rough times, but hey, that’s life. Luckily, my time in Prague turned around quite incredibly and I ended up having the time of my life. Once I reminded myself that I was in control of my happiness, I started to relax and I really worked on myself mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Plainly put, I needed a chill pill. Continue reading “Finding peace in Prague.. with alcohol!”

Protests, police presence.. I’ve returned to America.

So, I’m back in the San Francisco, Bay Area! What an amazing journey it’s been. My last post wasn’t very uplifting, and I’m not sure if this one will be either, but my next post will be dedicated to the awesome time I had in Prague once I relaxed and let things happen naturally. Continue reading “Protests, police presence.. I’ve returned to America.”

Thailand withdrawals and bitter realizations.

So it’s been almost two weeks since I left Thailand. Now that I’m gone, OF COURSE my brain starts racing with thoughts of sadness and loss. (The grass is always greener…) I feel like my time there was too short. Continue reading “Thailand withdrawals and bitter realizations.”

Is having kids in my future?

I really appreciate the honesty of this blogger. I personally don’t know if I’ll have kids in the future, so it’s nice to see other people who’ve made a choice and stand behind it. Kids are not for everyone. I’m sure many travelers wonder if they’ll have kids or put off having kids in order to travel. As my travel and life goals list becomes longer, I feel this idea gaining more power.

Kait Ketola Has Things to Say

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I’m fairly open about private life events. Actually, I’m 99% certain that I seriously overshare private life events. With that said, I’ll just get on with all that oversharing business.

I’m 24 and I got a tubal ligation just over a week ago. In case you’re not hip to what that means, I’ll explain: a doctor got all up in my guts, removed a piece from both of my fallopian tubes, and literally burned that bridge so that little man sperms can’t get to my eggs. In other words, I’m sterile – of my own accord. Kind of extreme, right?

I’ve known that kiddos were not for me since I was about 12 or 13. At that age, it was a lot of grown-ups exchanging amused but knowing smiles. “Oh-hoh, you’ll change your mind!” “Well, not now but when you’re grown up and have a husband…” But every year, without fail…

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