This is my brief travel history, before what I consider my first true adventure. Before I turned 11, I had never travelled abroad besides a family trip to Ireland to visit relatives. My first trip, took me to the Greek Island of Rhodes. Ironically, I hated the holiday and vowed never to go abroad again. Little did I know what was to come... By the age of 15, I had learnt what I like to call survival French, been to France twice and returned to Ireland on a lads tour (I could easily pass for 21 at 14). I loved it all, speaking a new language, meeting new people and trying new foods. I had a got a taste of what I felt I wanted. And I didn't wait long for more. I leave you for
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