Hello! I am Perrin Bailey, a bumbling cluster fluck of a traveling companion. While I’m intensely organized (bonus traveler points) I’m also extremely clumsy and spacey (points voided!). Think Danny Tanner meets Pinky from the Pinky and The Brain. I grew up in Virginia with my older sister, fellow cast member Sarah. After a nerdy suburban youth I moved to Philly to be an English major then NYC to plan ad campaigns – at first for a no-name publishing company that went bankrupt (the slow, painful Chapter 11 to Chapter 7 way) and then ultimately for Disney. Regardless of progress on the job front and 5-night-a-week a party and event schedule, I began to feel stifled in the smoggy day-to-day of The City. When you wake up and realize that the friendliest face in your neighborhood is that of a mustached hag who hollers at you every morning, “Hey handsome, wanna buy me a hot dog?” you realize you gotta get outta there.

However, I know nothing about living anywhere but America’s eastern flank. So I’ve been plotting to travel worldwide in search of an optimal Perrin niche. A Perrin niche would be a place that welcomes lazy sugar addicts but doesn’t venerate McDonalds; a place where I could boat daily, own 5 dogs, go dancing every night and dress only in cashmere and high thread-count cotton. I don’t know if such a place is out there. But I don’t much care. I have late-stage Ferris Bueller syndrome.

I’m probably a fairly typical young adult, some key symptoms being: chronic restlessness; dissatisfaction with a good job; preoccupation with doing something meaningful with my life. Certainly when my dad asks what I’m going to do when I “return to the workforce,” it seems a bugger of a question. It’s better not to know when the return will be at all, isn’t it?  Now that I’ve quit my job, the only time in my head is T minus 20 days till Italy.

In the words of the feisty entrepreneur Jack Donaghy, “You’re a lion. Take what’s yours.” Though Jack is a fictional character who talks to himself, I can’t shake his wisdom, and I can’t WAIT to take on Italy with Jet Set Zero.