Definitely making your own luck. Sometimes I wish I was single again to go travelling on my own. I did love it and travelled on an absolute shoestring, largely on whims and tearing up plans and maps. Pity I love my husband really.
Go you - keep writing, keep travelling. Someone's gotta do it.
We resonate on a deep level, my dear <3 Maybe we have a coffee someday, when you're back in Europe (or who knows where really). I'd love that. Thank you for this sweet lovely comment, it was precisely what I needed. <3
And hey, it's a great fortune to have someone wishing to travel with you as you do with hubby. It's different than solo travel for sure, but still a treasure.