At the age of 35, I am finally leaving the illusions of relative safety & security behind to travel the world. This has been a dream of mine for.... oh, probably about twenty years or so. But this is really the first time since I was a teenager that I am pretty much commitment-free. My twenties were marked by responsibility and commitment: I had my own business, property, a long-term relationship, a dog, two cats. Over the last five years, I slowly discarded all of those - I closed down my business; sold my house; split up with my boyfriend; my dog died; and my neighbours adopted my cats when I moved from Suffolk to Warwickshire. And in the process I discarded many layers: material, psychogical and emotional in kind. I am still decluttering - I'm giving up my flat, furniture, everything that's non-essential. It will be an interesting experience for me - The Queen of Many Things -, to be restricted to only a handful of practical items (how am I going to survive without my pretty dresses? 😊) and very few books. Well, on the latter I am trying to compromise.... I have visions of carting around my travel books in a little roller suitcase!
I’ve always wanted to travel the world, ever since I was a little girl. I dreamt about adventures in strange lands, treasures that were to be uncovered and destinies that had to be followed. When I turned 35 years old, the time to live my dream had finally come. I sold my house, surrendered my responsibilities and gave away most of my possessions to follow the call of my soul.
My journey started in 2007 with an overland trip to Pakistan that was only supposed to last for a few months. I left my hometown of Leamington Spa in England for a train trip that took me through Germany, Czech Rep... full info