Due to this terrible pandemic which has changed the world so drastically, I, along with everyone else, have had the joy of the freedom to travel taken away. A small price to pay compared to the misery inflected on so many people throughout the world due to this pandemic. So during the last 17 months I have often relied on my memories of travels past, or the dreams of where, when and how, my travel could take me when, and if, the freedom to travel returns. As they say "Dreams are free". Memories. 1990. At the grand old age of 42 I made my first overseas trip. This was to Sydney, Australia. A huge 3 1/2 hour flight away from my beloved New Zealand. Oh, the anticipation. I had never harboured any ambition to travel, due
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