ABOUT

Boarding babes isn’t your typical “we quit our jobs to travel the world” story. Spoiler alert : one of us still has a job, the other has student loans. It’s a living, breathing sketchbook of our travel, filled with drawings, doodles, snapshots, scribbled thoughts, and stories from the road. Think of it as our travel diary.

Concept

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We're not here to drop a hundred pins on a map and call it a plan. We're here for travel that starts with a feeling and lets the itinerary catch up: the alley you took because it looked interesting, the dish you ordered because you couldn't pronounce it. Trust your gut. Especially when it's hungry.

That's the whole idea behind wandering for the vibe, not the checklist: travel isn't a task to complete, it's a mood to chase. No pressure to see everything, eat everywhere, or photograph it correctly. Just pleasure, the kind that comes from being a little lost, a little curious, and completely unbothered by what you're supposed to be doing next."

THE TEAM

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Meet the duo behind the blog: two personalities, one shared love for wandering.

Elio, aka the Finance Bro with Feelings

He does a lot of sports, looks tough and rational, but secretly cries over anime plot twists and belts pop girlie anthems in the shower.

French (obviously), which means food isn’t just a passion : it’s a second identity. He claims he learned to whisk before he could walk and dreams of opening a pastry-coffee shop in Paris.

Introverted but strong enough to carry both your suitcase and your emotional baggage. Organised to the core, he’s the planner of the duo, the one who’ll give our readers actual useful information.

NOAH, AKA THE MEDITERRANEAN BROKE ICON

Mediterranean roots, Parisian by soul, and the reason our photos look like Vogue covers. He’s the creative whirlwind behind the blog, with a love for cinema, painting and conversations that start with travel and end somewhere philosophical.

Forever late for check-out but always camera-ready (our little star). He’s spiritual, obsessed with the sea, and the kind of person who’ll forget his passport but remember the exact shade of blue in a Wes Anderson film.

He’s extra, he’s brilliant, he’s kind ; and yes, tragically, still German.