I travel for a living. Here’s how I vacation: This summer I had the opportunity to experience France on two wheels. There’s something so utterly raw about traveling by motorbike, and looking back on this trip reminds me of just that. It’s early mornings, riding through cities as the sun comes up. It’s seeing the world whizz past and people-watching at traffic lights. It’s not caring about how you look, only how you feel. It’s unpacking and repacking tank bags every morning and night. It’s snack stops and espresso shots. It’s having zero distractions — focusing only on what’s in front of you.