I’ve been travelling for almost my entire life; a product of my parents’ insatiable desire to explore beyond what they knew, who were themselves a product of the 1960s ‘hippie’ culture of self-discovery. I often joke that I first saw Europe as a baby in my daddy’s backpack, but it’s not far off the truth. So, I suppose I’ve always felt comfortable just about anywhere.
An awful lot of my travels have been on my own as a solo traveller. Early on I realised that, because of other people’s work, time, family or financial commitments and constraints, there were many places I wanted to see and things I wanted to do that I would have to do either on my own or not do at all.
I chose to do them.