My name is Rosey. I wander, I stroll, I eat, I sit in the sunshine. I sometimes show people around; I always try to inspire them to go. Follow me on Instagram! (enviedeflaner)
When I was 13, someone asked me to describe a trip I’d taken with my father. My answer was, with a shrug, “We wandered around looking for restaurants and hotels.” It was of course more than that (it was France after all) – it’s always a bit more than that – but that basically sums up how I travel.
These days I mostly travel alone. Sometimes I go on adventures with friends or family, but in this blog most of the posts will focus on solo-traveler wanderings. Take what you like, and improvise (after all, sometimes the best finds are accidental).
I’m usually in search of a delicious, not-terribly-expensive meal, but I will indulge for places I love. I tend to steer clear of questionable-looking street food (but have had wonderful food truck meals).
I seek out moderately priced, comfortable lodgings – my baseline is my own door and usually a private bathroom, so uber-budget-travelers might want to do a little further digging.
Hopefully you’ll find something in this blog to inspire you to go somewhere (even if it’s around the corner).
Note: I know that, traditionally, the flaneur (or flaneuse in my case) is often attributed to, or contained within, the city (and/or intellectualism). Within the context of this blog, I’d rather focus on the act of flaner, to wander, to stroll, perhaps to find the unexpected – not always in the city (and sure, I’ll take some of the idleness with it). Yes, I do some research ahead of time (or have a guidebook with me), but do not always stick to “a plan” when it comes to touristing.