
26/02/2025
There’s something about traveling with powerful, badass women. Standing shoulder to shoulder in the wild, breathing in a place that changes you, feeling seen in ways that crack you open + fill you up at the same time.
Every trip like this stretches my heart, deepens my soul, and leaves pieces of me scattered in the dirt, the waves, the laughter, and the hearts of the women beside me.
The best and worst part? We don’t leave the same. We carry each other. We leave fingerprints on each other’s lives. We walk away fuller. Wilder. Forever changed.
The Galápagos broke me open and filled spaces in my soul I thought might stay empty forever. A place where time slows. Where nature moves without apology. Where you’re simply invited to be.
Locking eyes with a giant tortoise that’s watched centuries pass. Wading into waters so wild and alive it feels like a dream. Laughing, gasping, living alongside women just as untamed and open-hearted as you are.
We left different than we arrived. Reconnected. Recalibrated. Rewired.
This wasn’t just a trip. It was a call to live more, boldly, fully.
Until next time, Galápagos. You’ve left your mark. I cannot wait to come back. Who’s coming with me?
🐢 ***es