I visited Boston during St. Patrick’s Day weekend this past March. As luck would have it, the “Luck of the Irish” was the sentiment I experienced for three days. I was lucky with free dinner from a mother from San Antonio, Texas and $3,000 in free rides from a Fasten. As irony would have it, the team name”Boston Celtics” really goes without saying. NBA pride filled the streets of Boston upon my arrival. Itching to take pictures as I cruised along because the scenery was quite like no other. Having only recently begun traveling, Boston marveled me in the way the Boston Harbor nestled this buzzing city.
While visiting a friend at Boston University, I couldn’t help but think how much I’d love going to school on the water. The Charles River is the perfect calm to the storm that is Boston. It was visible from so many parts of the city. This feeling of splendor only intensified once I visited the harbor. Breathtaking that it was, I could have spent the whole evening staring into the Long Wharf. An orange sun mixed with grey skies, atop restless water made for a great photo opp. The sun set directly on the horizon in a way that was so still, unaffected from the bustling of downtown Boston.
The New England Metropolis that is Boston offered a refreshing view to my perception of a populated city. Each neighborhood offered a distinctively unique vibe. It was clear where college students roamed, where hipsters thrived, where families blossomed, and where the wealthy sat atop the winding array of brown stones in Beacon Hill. Of which, it’s cobblestone streets seemed unaltered from the early days of the revolution.
While I was in Boston, I was fortunate enough to visit Faneuil Hall, Museum of African-American History, Institute of Contemporary Art, and Newbury Street. Such landmarks allowed me to feel like the ideal tourist. Faneuil Hall and Newbury Street offered a combination of shopping and endless food for every craving. My trip to the Museum of African-American History offered me insight on the tribulations of my African-American ancestors. All of the ICA’s modern art galleries were an intriguing escape into the visions of all the artists. Traveling alone was a feat I thought I could never conquer. surprisingly, it was a challenge I came to enjoy.
I escaped to Puerto Rico immediately after the termination of spring semester. In dire need of a break, Puerto Rico offered a quick getaway at an affordable price. I was fortunate enough to stay at the Caribe Hilton in San Juan. The resort was nothing short of magnificent; fully equipped with three pools, beach access, bars, and a fitness facility among other amenities. Fabulous weather greeted me allowing me to venture to the neighborhood of Condado. A area mirrored with vacant and occupied hotels ready for a swarm of tourists. The picturesque sunset was a great premise for the vibrant hues I would see on the island.
Old San Juan is a treasure in and of itself. Colorful buildings of all sizes and styles fill the viejo town like no other. Rustic cobblestone streets paired with immaculate blue hues from the cloudless sky made Old San Juan extraordinary. This city was a myriad of spectacular colors. Climbing up hill then down hill, waking one-way streets that led to the ocean, Old San Juan was nothing short of a mini adventure. Bars and restaurants littered every corner to no avail of being disappointed. Above all, Old San Juan was charming in it’s character with friendly merchants and police officers willing to help with just about anything. A very short trip from my hotel this city was a great destination.
Far from a nature enthusiast, my trip to El Yunque was captivating. The rainforest was definitely intimidating at first glance. The trek towards the waterfall was serene. I felt as if I literally escaped the world in which I was accustomed. Tree branches towered over me with the sun glistening behind; a collection of forest green emanating everywhere. The cloudy skies that taunted me on the journey soon dissipated once I was inside nature’s glory. Fearful at first, I left the rainforest more than thankful for the opportunity to see such a tropical beauty. The waterfall didn’t fall short of my expectations as it stood out amongst the rocks that entrapped it .
The reason I’m able to afford trips is not because I have a reserve of travel money but it is because I utilize a combination of money-saving techniques.
The following are 7 tips on how to save for your next trip.
Know Where You Want To Go
At least a year in advance I have blocked out vacations days to travel using my calendar on iCal. Knowing when I want to travel makes it easier to not only pick a destination, but to also save towards that trip. This way I know when to start focusing my search efforts in order to find a great deal.
This is a money-saving app that I used to save for Puerto Rico!
One feature that makes it great is the Save & Forget Rule.
It allows you to save X amount of money every week which gets withdrawn from a checking account automatically.
The Round-Up Rule allows you toround-up all your transactions to $1 and save the change.
For example if you spend $1.50 and $0.50 gets saved or spend $3.67 and save $0.33. It may seem small at first but it definitely adds up if you use your card a lot (like me). Think about transactions from Target, convenience stores, or simply eating out. After a week it’s possible to save a significant amount of money.
Most credit card companies offer a cash back option. For example at Bank of America, I get 2% cash back on grocery and gas purchases.
Again this may seem small at first but it adds up in the long run. Logging into your bank account shows how much cash back you’ve earned and options you have to retrieve it.
Save $1 Everyday
Literally take $1 from your wallet and place it in a mason jar or unused glass bottle every morning, evening, or night. It is another form of the Save & Forget Rule but you’re doing this voluntarily
Place the bottle somewhere you always walk past but not somewhere you will be tempted to easily remove the money.
Save Change From All Cash Transactions
Using the same mason jar or glass bottle save all those coins that you find at the bottom of your purse, in jean pockets, or in-between seat cushions. It is another form of Round-Up Rule. Think of it as having an adult piggy bank.
I actually keep an empty plastic Starbucks cup in my car where I save all my change. I use it to pay tolls though it is a convenient way to store extra change.