About Sarah Sweeney
Loose Gringa the blog got legs in the summer of 2012. I left my boyfriend of seven years, moved out of our Boston home, and uprooted my life to the island of Cozumel on a tour of the Yucatan for two months. I was tempted to stay there forever. I got offered a job and I fell in love with a man. Neither of those worked out. But I learned unforgettable lessons about life, traveling, love, and about myself — and now I can’t stop traveling.
Oh, and I’m not your typical traveler. I loathe the word “tourist,” which implies merely skimming the surface. When I travel, I immerse myself into whatever situation I’m in. I chat up strangers, befriend taxistas, KISS waiters, eat strange meats, and actively pursue trouble. I was almost thrown in Mexican jail, but you’ll have to wait for the memoir to hear about that.
When not traveling, I’m a published writer and freelance journalist. I’ve written for places like The Boston Globe, The Washington Post, Salon, Oxford American, Catapult, and more. Learn more about my writing career by checking out my other website.