I left New Zealand, April 2010, 1 year ago, with nothing but cash in the bank, a whole lot of courage, hope in my heart and a huge dream.
For years, travelling the world has been my dream, a dream I was determined to make a reality. I have always been a dreamer which is why I needed to get out. I spend a lot of time dreaming and never actually doing; sure I went to school, got my degree and did small trips across the ditch. But this didn't cut it; it only fed my desire for more.
One day, I just booked the flights, I gave my job and boyfriend of 8 years, six months notice that I was leaving. I spent those six months saving my ass off and planning the trip of a lifetime. And then I was gone. Finally I had made my escape into the world and while I was shit scared to be suddenly alone, I had never felt more independent and strong within myself.
Now here I am, 1 year into living that dream (or the reality of the one I envisioned), I have nothing but a couch to sleep on, a broken heart but new hope, no cash in the bank, still a lot of determination (I am a Taurus after all), and many amazing tales from the 10 countries I have travelled in this time. It’s incredible what a big dream, a little determination and a whole lot of courage can do for a girl.
Now, having travelled 10 countries since my departure, I have experienced more this year than in the whole 24 years of my life, a quickie wedding in Vegas, diving "The Canyon" in the Red Sea, Dahab, rodeling down St Anton, Austria high as a kite and my first white Christmas in Switzerland. I have decided to start a blog (as I should have done from the start), dating back to Day 1 and start recording my adventures as I think I have alot to share.
So in the words of Athena Cage, “live your dreams, it’s not as hard as it may seem”.
September 28th 2011
As we're cruising along the Autobahn at a leisurely pace of approx 200km, the boys are excited and loving it, but me - well lets just say I'll be checking my undies as soon as we arrive. This year I am travelling with 7 Swiss guys to the infamous Oktoberfest held every year - in September - in Munich, Germany. After leaving Switzerland only a few hours ago, we arrived at Weisn camp just on midnight -the very place where a year ago a new chapter began. So being one year to the day where I found love at first (very drunken) sight, we unloaded and insted of a quiet night in the camp grounds s very own beer tents, we mished it into Ostbahnhof for a one year celebration. Here I was introduced to a ... read more
July 19th 2011
We had a short but sweet train ride into Florence, arriving at 4.30pm, where we checked in and headed straight for the food and wine! Good thing our hostel has a restaurant and a bar, not to mention a "gym" and a pool - we went down, bikini clad and sun oiled up, only to find the pool is area is next to pitch black with blue lights, down in the dungeon, not for roof top sunbathing as we had imagined. Needless to say we passed on the swim and drank more wine instead as we discussed the full English breakfast awaiting us the next morning! I envisioned my time in Florence to be all about the food and the wine, well the whole trip really but especially Florence. I have waited months to see Tuscany, ... read more
July 15th 2011
I am in love with Venice, I'm not sure what else to say about it. Let start back at the beginning. We left Nice (such a sad day), this time with a 6.30am start, thanks to my trusty alarm, and set out for Milan on our last long haul train ride of the trip. 4 hours to Milan and 2 into Venice, it hasn't been so bad but we are still happy the longest trips are over none the less. We journeyed along a section of the Italian coast line, it was stunning, beaches full of holiday makers and locals, sand covered in umbrellas to keep the sun at bay and a beautiful. clean blue, endless ocean. We arrived in Milan around 1 and meet a friend who's living there for a fly by tiki tour ... read more
July 12th 2011
This morning I decide it would be good fun to turn off my alarm when it woke me and go back to sleep rather than actually wake myself and the others up. We have planned on plenty of time to pack, have our much anticipated morning showers and get to the station, instead it was a mad rush to get our shit packed and to the train station, with a total jerk of a taxi driver might I add. Luckily we make it just in time to catch our train to Nice - but good practice I say, no harm in a bit of practice. Following that was a very uneventful 9 hour train journey into Nice - and when I say uneventful I would be omitting the part where I dropped my undies into the ... read more
July 9th 2011
We had a late arrival in Barcelona, later than expected, 10 pm to be exact, but lucky for us the Spanish are nocturnal animals so heading out for food at 11pm was not an issue and actually rather normal. Although we didn't have the best food selection near our hostel we managed to find a really nice closed off restaurant that was more than happy to feed us. The Tapas Gaudi Restaurante, I highly recommend, the service was wonderful and the food estupendo!! I was in search of a dream Paella, as the one I tried in Pamps was market food so never as nice, but here, my god, I ordered the Seafood Paella and I could tell the second it came out that I'd made the best choice. King prawns and mussels with Paella served ... read more
July 8th 2011
After a mission from Paris, which consisted of a train ride, a flight, then a second train ride of 4 hours and a 20 minute taxi ride, we had arrived at our campground El Molino, in Pamplona, Spain. It was around 7.30 pm and after a long day of traveling we were pretty keen to just chill, seen as though we thought we were a day earlier than the rest of the First Festival tour group. But we arrived into some kind of chaos, the party had already started, well and truly started, getting out of the taxi and checking in, we saw s lot of people already stumbling around. The pool party seemed to be winding up and moving to the bar. We dumped our stuff in our tent and went to scope the scene ... read more
July 4th 2011
Our trip has finally begun and what an adventure this is going to be. We start by spending the night at the airport ready for our 6am departure. We huddled up along a far wall, on the hard floor of the airport in our sleeping bags, which I must say was seriously terrible, much worse than I thought but now I have done it, it's a travel experience I don't have to endure again. On arrival in Paris we had a couple of hurdles in front of us, our first, parlez vous Francais? Non? Well screw you, you're in France now and we don't like the likes of you around here. Hmmm ok awesome, I guess I was expecting that but maybe on a lower level. Second, making our way with very little or very little ... read more
May 24th 2011
So the countdown is on. Soon I will be off, once again, this time gallivanting around France, Spain and Italy with my two gorgeous best friends... and a fiance for safety measures. Good thing he's big so with any luck, he'll keep the Spanish and Italian men at bay.... and seen as thought none of us are single, the French men also. This trip is to celebrate the three of us turning 25 and has been a dream in the making for well over a year now. And the best part of this dream is, it's actually happening. Granted we will be travelling on the bones of our arses (well I know I sure am) to actually make it happen. But I think I can put up with 12 bed dorm rooms, last class train ... read more
May 8th 2011
Freitag 29th Ok, so maybe I am a little bummed out to be missing the Royal Wedding today. Instead of going, I am avoiding it like the plague to ensure I get to the Airport without much delay. Maybe I should have gone.... It's not like something like this happens everyday, especially not at home. Wouldn't it be so wonderful to see the beautiful princess to be's dress, looking exquisite in the Royal jewels or the handsome Prince William..... Yeah right! I am off to a place far far better than any of that, for the third time in a year, a place that I only fall in love with more and more every time I go, Switzerland. So after a 15 min walk to the bus, a 15 min bus ride, a 1 and a ... read more
May 15th 2010
Next on my agenda was a short flight from Las Vegas back to to L.A, where I flew over Death Valley, a place I wish I could have visited (maybe next time), I got lucky as the nice American man next to me offered me his window seat and answered all my questions. Arriving at my destination in Anaheim I was starving but unfortunately not quite brave enough to venture out into the darkness to find food. Good thing I'm a thinker and when booking I made sure there was food nearby, so I ended up staying at the "Best Western Anaheim" - "conveniently located right next door to Denny's" - I think this is the tag line that got me in the first place, and I confess I did have most meals at Denny's, other ... read more