I've been to Asia twice; once for 2 weeks to China with my school (which I totally blame for the subsequent travel bug!), and then again as part of my big gap year trip - two more weeks in Beijing and then 6 weeks in Thailand, hiking in the hills and mooching around on the beaches.
Africa I've been to 3 times. First was in 2002 - my first solo trip - when I spent 6 weeks going overland up from Cape Town to Malawi via Botswana, Namibia, Zimbabwe (for half a day, it scared the crap out of me!) and Zambia. Then I went on holiday with some uni friends to Morocco in 2005, and to Egypt by myself in 2006, both for a fortnight.
South America - I went to Peru for 2 months in 2004 with C, after we finished uni. There was lots of mooching about in the sun in the jungle, being awed at how beautiful it all was, interpersed with high altitude, snow, and throwing up. Mountains and I are not friends.
North America - I spent 2 weeks in Mexico on my gap year, and I've been to the USA numerous times. I've got family there so I've been to Pittsburgh a bunch of times, and have also been to most of the major cities on the two coasts, as well as 2 weeks in Hawaii in 2001. I also went to Canada once with my parents in the mid 90s, but I don't remember it all that well - I'll clearly have to go back one day!
I'm pretty much the person my friends all come to when they're planning a holiday! But I've never lived anywhere other the England - I want to rectify that some day. I spent a couple of weeks last summer studying Spanish in Barcelona; I think a Spanish-speaking country would be the most likely culprit for that, some day.
How was Japan? I've never been! What was it like living somewhere so different to home?
I adore travelling. For some reason, I find myself transforming when I'm away - I get really sociable and up for anything. I just like to spend my days meeting new people and hanging out with them, even if it's just sitting in a cafe or on a beach somewhere with a good book. I always come home really energised and ready to break out of whatever rut I've got myself into, but before long I'm always back to avoiding eye contact with strangers - because people think you're weird if you talk to them! - and staying home almost every night indulging in hobbies that do not involve people in any way. But hey. Both lifestyles are good. It's just that one is cool as well.
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I've been to Asia twice; once for 2 weeks to China with my school (which I totally blame for the subsequent travel bug!), and then again as part of my big gap year trip - two more weeks in Beijing and then 6 weeks in Thailand, hiking in the hills and mooching around on the beaches.
Africa I've been to 3 times. First was in 2002 - my first solo trip - when I spent 6 weeks going overland up from Cape Town to Malawi via Botswana, Namibia, Zimbabwe (for half a day, it scared the crap out of me!) and Zambia. Then I went on holiday with some uni friends to Morocco in 2005, and to Egypt by myself in 2006, both for a fortnight.
South America - I went to Peru for 2 months in 2004 with C, after we finished uni. There was lots of mooching about in the sun in the jungle, being awed at how beautiful it all was, interpersed with high altitude, snow, and throwing up. Mountains and I are not friends.
North America - I spent 2 weeks in Mexico on my gap year, and I've been to the USA numerous times. I've got family there so I've been to Pittsburgh a bunch of times, and have also been to most of the major cities on the two coasts, as well as 2 weeks in Hawaii in 2001. I also went to Canada once with my parents in the mid 90s, but I don't remember it all that well - I'll clearly have to go back one day!
I'm pretty much the person my friends all come to when they're planning a holiday! But I've never lived anywhere other the England - I want to rectify that some day. I spent a couple of weeks last summer studying Spanish in Barcelona; I think a Spanish-speaking country would be the most likely culprit for that, some day.
How was Japan? I've never been! What was it like living somewhere so different to home?
I adore travelling. For some reason, I find myself transforming when I'm away - I get really sociable and up for anything. I just like to spend my days meeting new people and hanging out with them, even if it's just sitting in a cafe or on a beach somewhere with a good book. I always come home really energised and ready to break out of whatever rut I've got myself into, but before long I'm always back to avoiding eye contact with strangers - because people think you're weird if you talk to them! - and staying home almost every night indulging in hobbies that do not involve people in any way. But hey. Both lifestyles are good. It's just that one is cool as well.