Hi, I am Megan.

Growing up, family travel was the time when everyone dropped the roles they played everywhere else. No work, no routines, no performing. Just present. That feeling never left me. It turned into a folder of saved posts and a mental list of places that felt just out of reach, not because they were impossible but because life kept filling up the calendar before I could get there. There was a picture of Norway on my bedroom wall when I was a teenager, back when I thought I might go into international business and see the world that way. Life changed the way it does. School got tiring. The path went somewhere else. But the list stayed.

It was COVID that finally did it. We were coming up on our five year anniversary, I was stir crazy in the way only a year at home can make you, and a TravelZoo email landed at exactly the right moment. Iceland. Vikings and landscapes. Something about it caught and would not let go. So we booked it. No real itinerary. No plan beyond a tattoo appointment we had made from the couch in New Hampshire. Just a ticket and an open week.

We landed and started walking. Somewhere in Reykjavik we passed a red-headed, bearded man covered in tattoos, wearing a blue business suit, riding a scooter. He looked exactly like a viking who had somewhere important to be. We just started laughing. That was the moment. Not a waterfall, not the northern lights. A viking on a scooter in a business suit. That is what travel actually does when you leave enough room for it. It hands you something you could not have planned for and would not trade for anything.

Croatia came next, then Switzerland and Slovenia, the last two starting as add-ons I insisted on building around a trip because the list in my head would not let me fly that close and not go. Norway is coming this year, and the list is still growing. We worked with a travel advisor for the bookings, but the ideas, the detours, the extra days in places nobody told us to go, those came from me. Which turns out to be exactly the skill I am now putting to work for other people.

By day I work in healthcare administration in New Hampshire. I spend my days listening carefully to people who are under pressure, figuring out what they actually need underneath what they are saying, and finding solutions that work in real life, not just on paper. It took me longer than it should have to realize that skill transfers almost perfectly to travel planning. The first conversation with a client is never really about the destination. It is about what they are hoping to feel. The destination comes second.

I started MEG Travel Co. because I kept having the same conversation with people at work. They had the time. They had the budget. They had a list, or a saved post, or a destination they had been mentally visiting for years. What they did not have was the forty hours it takes to turn that into an actual trip. So I decided to be the person who takes that part off their plate. The someday person who finally went, now helping other someday people go.