I used to travel solo.
Now I rarely travel on my own.
This might be the biggest change to my travel habits since acquiring my disability...
My road came to an unexpected halt on November 9, 2010.
On that day, I was bicycling to work when a garbage truck drove into a Philadelphia bike lane. I was in that bike lane.
A team of trauma surgeons saved my life, but they had to amputate my left leg above the knee. The accident changed my body and health forever.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.
These words started me on my journey to walk again. Over time, they became a way of life.
I am a person with ability and disability. I travel in the space between. These are my postcards.
I used to travel solo.
Now I rarely travel on my own.
This might be the biggest change to my travel habits since acquiring my disability...
You don't have to go far.
On my "Alive Day" each year, I like to focus on being present and grateful for... well, being alive.
I always want to do something special and out of the ordinary, but that's a bittersweet time of year for me, and often my energy is in short supply.
So where do you go when you're feeling drained -- and only have a few hours? ...
Travel isn't one-size-fits-all.
I don't know about you, but travel pushes my body into overload.
I walk more than usual, eat different foods, get less rest, carry more than my share of emergency supplies (see this tip!), and -- like even the most able-bodied traveler -- face weather and time changes.
Keeping pace, while keeping my body on an even keel, can be challenging!
Luckily, travel comes in many sizes...