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Lindsay Tigar—Travel and Lifestyle Journalist

The words I don't get paid for.

When Life is a Vacation

Though traveling the world for a year is definitely a great privilege and opportunity, one of the biggest reasons I decided to do Remote Year was for the community. Waking up every single morning to a gorgeous view of the Adriatic Sea is wonderful, but...

Catch Your Breath

In the past week I've experienced the following (in no particular order): -Cautiously swam in a pool of 18,000 fish, all nibbling at me, while wearing goggles so I could see their circular school up close. -Eaten said fish afterwards, prepared by a local entrepreneur wearing a...

Six Hours in Bosnia

This morning, as I double (and triple)-checked I packed my passport, I thought to myself: "How cool is it that I can go to another country for a day, just because it's only two hours away?" Answer: it's quite the blessing. A group of 10 bold, brave...

A Sunday in Croatia

Woke up at 5:45 a.m. Rode in the front seat on a speedboat as it hopped over waves on the Adriatic Sea. Ducked under a small opening on a paddleboat to get into the Blue Cave, which is one of the most beautiful, fascinating natural...

One Week In, 51 to Go

So I packed more than I needed. I also forgot a very important beach bag (whoops) that I did need. I only worked out once. I ate a lot of bread. And not quite as many veggies. I made all my deadlines, but pushed one right to the last...

Cigarette Cases, Psychics and Armoires

When I got the call that I was accepted into Remote Year, my first thought (while jumping up and down like a mad woman) was: “!!!!!!!Ofjsdlkfjsklafjkldlkj!!!!!!!jgldsjglkfdsjgksdfjlskdjfsk!!!!!” And then, “Oh wow. I can’t do this. I really can’t do this. It’d throw my whole life up in...

My Greatest Adventure Yet

The morning after my 28th birthday, I woke up in a panic. The scene was messy: my fitted sheet was halfway off the bed, while my duvet was pulling me aggressively to the other side. My head pounding, my heart racing, my back sticky and...