I remember my first trip overseas so clearly. I went to Thailand. My Dad worked overseas for many years in the exploration industry and at the time he was in Thailand, I was eight. It is still my best trip overseas. It was before Thailand was overrun by tourists. We had a car, my Dad drove, and we left the hustle and bustle of Bangkok and headed North. We saw where the Prince of Thailand stabled his horses. We went to a bar and listened to women who couldn't speak a word of English sing Celion Dion flawlessly. We ate the best fried rice in the world behind a service station, while chickens walked all around us, including on the table. I have no doubt were the chicken for the rice came from. I remember seeing red and green fanta for the first time and eating green mango with chili salt. I remember black sticky rice and cockroaches at the markets, I only tried one of them. It was the trip of a lifetime. It was over 20 years ago and I can still hear the sounds and breath in the smells. I may have forgotten many things in my life, and there will be much more I am yet to forget but that's not one of them.
Travel is magic. That was my first trip and not my last. Here are a few other countries I have since visited:
- South Korea
This world is huge and amazing. I will never get to see it all, I don't think anyone ever really could. Since having kids I haven't traveled much, it's hard enough go to the supermarket (you know I'm right!), but I will travel again and my soul yearns for it. These are the top five places on my list, in no order (but I would never knock back any trip anywhere):
- France (I'd be happy to do nothing other than eat Camembert and drink Champagne - the REAL stuff!)
- Australia - embarrassingly I've seen more of overseas than my own country
I think that travel makes you appreciate where you come from, what you have and the freedoms you are allowed. I think everyone should experience travel, there is no greater eye opener.
Until time and finances allow for me to embrace the jetsetting life I was so clearly destined for, we will explore our back yard, something we take for granted. The place in these photos are 30 minutes from our house, this was a spur of the moment outing, dinner was late and we had no bait so even though the kids fished, fish was not on the menu. This was a momentary escape from our ordinary. It is sad to admit but we have city friends that camp more than us, something that I really hope to change in 2018!