It's my first time...

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I decided to join up to travel blog when I was travelling in Germany, however, I never really got the chance to sit down and work it all out, for someone young, I'm not exactly technologically savvy. As I try to indulge in the ways of internet blogging, alas this is my first blog. Perhaps the first, maybe the last, or maybe not. Let's see how addictive this gets.

I suppose I should start off with explaining my situation and past travel... I am 20 this April and I have been living in Birmingham, UK since November last year with my other half. Three months have flown, and my "travel bug", which admittedly developed at a very young age, thanks to my parents, is spiraling out of control and evedently leading me to extend my stay and travels overseas for longer and longer. Gratefully, my parents believe and have always believed that "travel is knowledge" and we agree my education at university, can simply wait!

Whilst I have spent most of my time in England working, this is mostly because I live where I work and Christmas and New Year in hospitality is mental, it would have been cruel to take time off during this time. However, since the New Year, everyones pockets have tightened, and well it gives people like myself and Tim to make the most of it, and spend our holiday money!

We took a little trip to Germany on the 11th January, only for a week. It was a wonderful trip. I fell in love with Munich and the quirky little stories each corner, church and building holds. I fell even more deeply in love with the four ingredients brewed legally into the freashest of beers and not to mention Lebekast!! Tim and I are already planning to return to Munich in June when we are planning to take a big trip.

As for past travel, it first began when I was 10 years old. I went on my first overseas trip with mum and dad, to New Zealand! Ironically this is the closet as overseas gets for Australian citizens and it was a lovely, short flight. Yes, it was filled with sheep. We toured the country side in a van and went skiing at every passing resort. Perfect first holiday!

At 13 my parents and I took a holiday to Singapore & Vietnam, I had my 14th birthday in the sweaty streets of Hoi An. Veitnam ignited my love and desire for Asia and their beautiful "happy, go lucky" spirited people. This trip was at the start of my bratty teenage years, where I needed everything, but when I was buying shoes from a street shop in Hoi An for my birthday, face to face with a girl the same age as I, she explained she couldn't go to school. I went home grateful for everything I had, and especially grateful for my education each day until I finished in November 2010.

In 2008 our family ventures on our first Europe trip. We started our holiday in Austria, train travelled through to Venice, we then picked up a car and drove to Slovenia, Croatia and Bosnia, and then back to Croatia, we flew from Spilt to Rome, where we ventured home, well almost, to Thiland and then finally home. This was an amazing 5 weeks! And when I left Europe, I promised myself I would take a gap year from university and come back. I promised myself I would oneday live somewhere in Europe and I promised myself, I would soon come back and visit my family again, in Croatia. The last promise will be forfilled soon, I promise. I felt very at home on this trip. I was googlely eyed at every piece of history learnt, and admittedly before this trip, history was just frankly a shit topic at school. I was compelled to step on each and every pebbled ground, only to make my own mark, and was curious and warmed at the thought of who had walked on the very ground beneath me thousands of years before myself. I admired the stunning, stylish Italian woman, impressively walking in killer heals effortlessly. It was perfection, and I wanted to be one.

Last year, I took my first flight alone, to Dubai, where I met up with my parents. I loved my first taste on the Middle East. I was enlightened by the beautiful architechture of Dubai and the belief if a building is 20 years old, it is too old, pulled down and rebuilt with a more modern flare! It has no history as opposed to Europe, besides the fact it was found 60 years ago and built on sand. I couldn't get my head around how quite literally everything is man made, it shows human power at its upmost. Dubai is a breath-taking, man made oasis. From Dubai we celebrated my mum's 50th in Paris, the city of light! and love. I loved the contast from Dubai to Paris, we went from very new to very old. We did the usual tourist things to do in Paris, but the highlight for me were the art galleries. After studying art at school, I drag my parents to all art museums where I submerge myself for hours. I adore how my dad tries to understand every art work he looks at with me, it's like a bond he tries to share, but it's really quite hilarious. I guess it's now, away from home, I never appreciated my dad as much....

And in Novemeber last year I finally departed the family travels to start my own. This now brings you up to date with my past travels, and hopefully wanting to hear about my future ones.

Just yesturday I booked flights to New York for a week in early March, this is my birthday present for Tim for his 21st birthday. He's pretty spoilt!

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