Author: Kat Franchino

4 Tactics For Becoming an Unconventional Tourist

4 Tactics For Becoming an Unconventional Tourist

The following is a guest post. My love of unconventional travel started when I was 12 years old. My dad had decided that, of all the ways to spend Christmas, we should go on a cycling tour around Cuba. And so we did it. We figured out how to get bicycles on an Aeroflot flight from Shannon, Ireland to Havana, Cuba. Turns out, it’s pretty easy once you get your hands on a bike shipping box from your local bike shop. With just an address as a contact on arrival, we disembarked from the airplane, put together our bikes,...

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I Hate Hair: Reasons Why Shaving Your Head Skyrockets Confidence

I Hate Hair: Reasons Why Shaving Your Head Skyrockets Confidence

Welcome to #DifferentLifeStories, where Without Boxes is sharing how people are living differently right now in the real world. Enter Aron James: Hair loss is something that happens to our grandfathers. It is the sign of the wisdom that comes with old age; a rite of passage into that final stage of life where people finally look at us for how we lived rather than what we look like. A Balding Head – How Does it Affect Your Professional Image? I was only twenty-four when I first noticed the old hairline was moving higher up my scalp. Twenty-four isn’t exactly the ripe old...

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Limitations: Why the 9–5 Job Doesn’t Need To Stop You

Limitations: Why the 9–5 Job Doesn’t Need To Stop You

Over the years I’ve had a number of conversations with people who talk about cool things they want to do, see, or make. A lot of these conversations end with “Well, I’d love to do it, but unfortunately I have XYZ,” and many times those XYZs are very valid limitations that are not easy or possible to overcome. You know your limitations far better than I do. This article’s goal is not to pretend your limitations don’t exist, nor is it to find ways to eliminate your limitations. Instead, it’s supposed to jumpstart your thinking on how to work...

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Change Is Sort Of Inevitable (But Stability Can Be Really, Really Nice)

My cell phone died recently, which meant I had to go to the cell phone store. Just typing that gives me the shivers. Going to the cell phone store is a huge pain. There are a lot of shiny lights and expensive gadgets and people wanting to sell me things I really don’t want to buy. I hate buying stuff. Especially new stuff. Plus, word on the street is that it’s no longer acceptable to have a flip phone. Shoot. This is my NOT PLEASED face. I usually make it when I’m not pleased about something. Stubbornness I really liked my flip phone. I mean, OK, I really liked my flip phone. You know what a flip phone represents? Stability. Practicality. Dependability. A lot more –ility words that I can’t think of right now. Flip phones fit in any pocket. Remember iTapEng? I’ve got that down pat. I can drop that sucker onto the pavement and it will bounce right back up into my hand, good as new–no OtterBox needed. (But apparently I can’t shove it down a knee sock and go on an off-trail run, because then it will die a sad death between colorful cotton and my sweaty calf. Thanks a lot, calf sweat.) Mastering Adult Responsibilities I like to pretend that I’m a master at life’s little obstacles and adjusting appropriately to those little obstacles. After all, I’ve...

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Detouring around life’s snags and ruts

I am scared and have been since I was a kid. Fear of new things, people and, most of all, the things people say about me. It’s disturbing that the sayings I remember most are from when I was fairly young. Such as the fact I needed to smile more, that I was selfish and loved only myself, that being vegetarian, now vegan, was harmful to my health. These all generated a deep fear in me that being different and following my own path was very wrong.   I’ve always held fear at my core, though it somehow became entangled with independence. I like to claim the gateway to this independence was my sixth grade teacher, a former Peace Corp member. His favorite thing was to pull out the projector and slideshows of his travels every Friday after recess. I loved Friday’s solely for the slideshows…and the dates he handed out, which I thought were very, very exotic. To a shy ten year old, these slideshows held the key to what would become an integral part of my life: adventuring. Leaps And Bounds At the ripe age of 15, I decided that gallivanting off to Australia with AFS Student Exchange would be a grand adventure.  I spent two months in Esperance, Western Australia with an off-shoot to an Outward Bound Camp my last two weeks. I had the opportunity to...

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