Circa 2007 - the very first solo trip I undertook to Canada and Europe where I spent 9 months abroad exploring on my own and where I started satisfying a craving, which unknown to me would never disappear.
So why travel? What drives this desire within me to explore? What makes it hard for me to survive and live without travel?
I don't think I really need to explain it to you. You're probably just like me.
It's in all of us, we all want to see what we haven't seen and explore the unknown. We thrive and grow from these experiences, we learn about ourselves, we learn about others and the world.
Before my solo travels, I began traveling at the age of 5 when I moved to Poland from Australia for 6 years. In Poland I would go on camps all over the country (special thanks to my mum for sending me on these trips). In high school I went to Japan and Vanuatu for school trips.
My desperate chase to explore hasn't ever stopped. And here is the list of the countries I've explored since my beginnings as a solo traveler:
USA x 5
Czech Republic x 3
Iceland x 1000
Cyprus x 5
44 is the big next one for me. It's my favorite number and I want to make this trip incredibly memorable. Where will I end up I wonder?
Since my solo trip in 2007 there hasn't been one year where I haven't traveled at least 2-4 weeks. The older I get, the more I'm away, now averaging 6 months of travel a year.
I wonder when my addiction will be satisfied, or maybe it never will be?
For some reason, I'm ok with that.