Two years ago this February, my mom started an Instagram account. When my brothers and I found out,we were a bit upset to say the least. Ok, seriously pissed off. There was no way she was going to be creeping on us. Moms and other old people should know their place… Facebook. Go tell the world how to make precious Pinterest Pumpkin napkin rings, or brag about the money saving organic, gluten free, vegan mangoes you found at Trader Joes. Anything! Just stay the beeeeep away from Instagram! Everyone knows Instagram is solely for those 25 and younger. It’s clearly written in the Millennium Code Book for dummies.
Since I can remember, I have wanted to own my own business. I am a natural boss–just ask my two older brothers. They’ll tell you just what a “leader” I really am! (Don’t you love euphemisms?)
Honestly though, as far back as preschool I can remember starting businesses–from selling pretty rocks I’d find in the woods in the brook behind my house, to Brooke’s Beauty Spa where I’d sell certificates for fifteen minute massages and charge a few bucks extra for a therapeutic cucumber eye treatment, to a few years later creating and editing a neighborhood pet newspaper, “The Bow Wow News,” where I’d feature a different neighborhood dog each month. The list goes on and on. Entrepreneurship runs through my veins.
Besides co-owning PedisNPassports, I have branched out to becoming a jewelry maker. My yoga teacher introduced me to mala bracelets as a part of therapy and stress relief and we would enjoy making them together. She would bring beautiful stones all the way from Bali and we’d create beautiful bracelets together that I’d give to family and friends. Then, of course, the business light bulb illuminated. I could sell these!
As Audrey Hepburn’s infamous quote states, “Paris is always a good idea”..we cannot agree more…especially traveling as a mom and daughter–and her amazing Godmother.
If you think you need a lot of money and a lot of time in Paris, it’s not necessarily true. While a longer stay and a bottomless wallet would have been a tad more desirable, two nights in Paris was totally doable for this then 12-year-old, 28 year-old and myself. Yup, we’re leaving it at that.
Hands down, the number one question my Mom and I are constantly asked is “How do you guys have the time to run a successful travel blogging business? With me being a full-time student, a gymnast, a musician, having two crazy puppies, a hamster and a fish, along with the necessary social life of your typical fourteen-year-old, and my Mom, a full time elementary school teacher, running a private tutoring business and being a mother of three awesome kids:)) How can we possibly manage and grow Pedis N Passports???
Written by: “Kristen and Brooke Abroad”
My teen daughter and I have always shared a wanderlust heart, so we recently decided to start blogging about our experiences. Over the course of this year, through our reflections, we have learned three greatly profound life lessons that we would have never realized if we didn’t share our passion for travel.
1. Don’t Put off ‘Til Tomorrow A Plane You Can Catch Today
I cannot tell you how many people, including family members thought, (and probably still think) I am verging on utter insanity. Comments such as “When are you going to get this travel thing out of your system?” or “Why aren’t you using your travel savings for upcoming college bills?” have been verbalized hundreds of times since our blog began. While these questions have made me ponder my sanity for a minute or two, they have honestly given vivid clarity to my beliefs: Life is short; the world is a gift. I will never be one of those people who wait until they are retired to travel, for we all know, well too much, how those stories end. As Brooke so eloquently stated, “Always eat your ice cream before it melts.”
This past summer my thirteen-year-old daughter, Brooke, and I were attending a wedding in West Palm Beach, Florida. Brooke was standing up in the wedding so all of our energy and attention was completely focused on getting her dress altered, finding the perfect shoes, buying wedding gifts, etc…the basic preparations of being part of a bridal party. Unbeknownst to us, an epiphany occurred a few hours after arrival at the amazing PGA National Resort and Spa. http://www.pgaresort.com/index Read more