Today I’m 90 days sober. It’s a milestone but I’m nowhere near out of the woods. Traveling to countries where the culture revolves around alcohol consumption has been exceedingly difficult not to have just one sip or “give myself a pass”, especially while I watch those around me indulging. What if I’m missing out? What if I regret not having drank while I was here? What if I would’ve had a much better time with a couple drinks? People would like me more if I could drink with them. The list goes on and on and on…

Then I take a look through my phone at all the photos of the places I’ve been able to experience the last month while sober and I realize I’m not missing a damn thing. I am lucky to be alive and sober today. I’ve been given another day to live on this planet and damnit I’m going to tell my alcoholism to shut the fuck up, sit the fuck down and let me savor every single moment of it. 

These are some of my favorites from this trip so far – Paris, Milan, Zurich, Venice and Rome.