Planning a girls' trip? Be prepared for chaos, mismatched dates, overpacked bags, random fights, and someone always crying over chai. But guess what? That’s exactly what makes it magical. This blog is your honest, funny guide to all the things that go wrong on a girls' trip, and why you’ll laugh about them forever. Spoiler: the imperfect moments are the ones you’ll remember most.

Why “Girl Next Shore”? Because I’m not your average girl-next-door—I’m the one googling beach getaways at 2 AM. I love the ocean, chaos, and everything travel teaches us—like how to be broke and happy. This blog is my ode to salty breeze, street smarts, and slow savings. Travel isn’t a luxury, it’s a life lesson. So, save a little, pack that bag, and go. Because living? I b-live it means exploring. Welcome to my shoreline of stories.