As I finish packing for another trip, I realise that I am asking myself why do I travel. What is it that makes me want to go to new places, get lost, lose things, forget things, not know the language, not know what I am ordering. Why on earth do I do this?
This year marks 10 years since my Dad’s sister, Aunty Trish, passed away. My cousins have decided on the most amazing way to mark this. Instead of being sad about her absence, they decided that an appropriate tribute would be to spend the year enjoying the activities she loved, and to complete her bucket list by doing the two activities she often talked of but never quite got to do. Continue reading “Trish’s List”
It has been 5 and a half years since I moved over to the UK from Australia and I have done a fair amount of travel in that time. I also had my fair share of holidays with my family and then friends as I grew up, and obviously a lot more since. On these travels I have discovered things I enjoy and things I want to avoid, and how to rely on myself.
When I was in my final year of secondary school, we had to study the idea of ‘Journeys’ in our English course. As a part of it we were given some materials to study as a class, and also had to source some of our own. There is one particular poem that was in the booklet of study that appealed to me way back then and it very often comes into my mind.
I’ve mentioned a few times now about my enthusiasm for travel, so I thought it was about time that I shared some of my favourite places and experiences. They are not in any particular sequence or order, just listed and explained. I’m sure that some of you have been to these places or have had similar moments yourself. Some of you may have even been on that particular holiday with me. We all have those life changing or altering moments, and the best ones come most unexpectedly. Not all moments are travel related, so I’m keeping those ones out.
Turning 30 is not all that bad
As my 30th birthday approaches, a lot of people have asked me how I feel about it. They, more often than not, seem surprised when I respond with, “I can’t wait” or “bring it on!” 30 is one of those milestone birthdays where certain things seem to be expected of your life. Engagement, marriage, house, children. None of those things are a part of mine. I am single, a renter, and almost 30. So what have I done with my life?