Wine Tasting in Hunter Valley, Australia


Ahhh wine tasting.

My favourite hobby on a Friday night.

Thus you can imagine my excitement at the thought of spending a WHOLE weekend tasting wine. This post will not be all that informative…we did not learn a whole lot about wine and often times the wine we liked the most was the cheapest of the lot. We did not do a winery tour nor did we go inspect the grapes or whatever other bizzarre things tourists come here to do. Our mission was to drink as much wine as we possible, and we did a mighty good job!

Our group consisted of our tour guide for the weekend and fellow couchsurfer Warren, Dariuz from Poland, Gloria (G-Tran) from the U S of A, Linda from The Netherlands (although you would swear she wasn’t with her perfect English and lack of Dutch accent) and little old me.

We left Sydney at the crack of dawn Saturday morning (ahem 9am but still way too early for my liking…!) and headed towards the wonderful Hunter Valley, arriving just as the wineries opened at 10am. Morning brunch was of the liquid variety, namely 2 reds, 3 whites and some dessert wine. Mmmmm dessert wine..ya got to love that Botrytis Semillon.

Warren had us on a strict schedule…no more that 25 minutes in each winery in order to see as much as possible. Some people would call this rushed, we looked upon it as a marathon, a wine tasting marathon, and we were very happy indeed.

We continued on to winery after winery, from Tempus Two, Harrigans, Pepper Creek, David Hook, Oakvale and Keith Tulloch to Tyrells and many more. Some shared the premises with Sky-diving centres (a few glasses of wine and anyone would jump from a plane I guess!), others with churches and convents. The wildlife was also abudant as we discovered in Hope winery where we proceeded to scare away about 10 huge Kangaroos!

 It was one of the best days of my Ausralia trip. It was great to be out of the city with an awesome group of freinds spending the day drinking absolutely delicious wines. Oh and did I mention it was all for free?! All the wine tastings are free (up to 6 wines in each winery but they always offered us more!!). Whenever we got hungry we would detour to a cheese factory or chocolate shop. We dabbled in champagne and sparkling wines and even ended up in the Blue Tongue Brewery where we tasted 6 beers, of which we all agreed the ginger beer was the best.

 By 6pm Saturday we were absolutey exhausted so we headed to our home for the night, a nearby campsite. Once in the door we decided to chill out guessed it..a bottle of wine, one of the many we had purchased. We brought 2 more along to the BYO Thai restaurant that evening but as hard as it  is to believe, we could not finish the first bottle between the 5 of us. Bed was calling.

Up bright and early Sunday morning we again opted for a liquid breakfast. We’re hardcore like that. We fitted in about 7 wineries before lunch including the beautiful Bimbadgen estate, Lindemans, Rosemount, Mcguigans cellar and cheese shop, Peterson Champagne house and Debortoli. Phew. We were welcome wherever we went and were never made to feel uncomfortable for not purchasing (although to be fair we did buy A LOT of wine!!). The wildlife was amazing, the scenery stunning and the wines…don’t get me started on those mouth watering wines…

So in summary over the 2 days we went to 17 wineries,a  smelly cheese shop, a chocolate shop, a brewery, champagne house, tasted over 84 wines and lots and lots of delicious types of olive oil, basil dips and other delicacies. Go wine tasting in the Hunter Valley…its one of the best things you’ll ever do. Ever. 


25 Things I Learned About Myself In Thailand


This post is both a bit personal and a bit random. While sitting in a cafe a few days ago, I wrote a long list of things I learned about myself over the past 2 months in Thailand. Some of them are silly, some funny, some very personal. It’s not meant to be deep or meaningful, just something I wanted to jot down and keep for my own sake.

Would love if any other fellow solo travellers wanted to share things they may have learned about themselves while travelling long-term. Feel free to leave a comment. x

1. I devour books like there’s no tomorrow.

I have come to the realisation that I cannot simply put a book down while reading it. When I was a little younger my travelling priorities laid with having fun, partying and making new friends. Over the past two months, I could not leave my dorm if I had a good book to read. I would be clued to every page and nothing was going to get in my way of discovering what happened next. This could also be an indicator of the high quality of books I have been reading! Jeffrey Archer for the win!

2. I can’t drink like I used to.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing. It’s bad because it means if I ever go over my limit (it happens to all of us at times!) I suffer from the worst hangovers in the world. The good thing is I am learning that my alcohol tolerance isn’t what it used to be and have been having as many sober nights as possible. When i was younger, I feel I was always the crazy party person…nowadays I’m the quiet recluse reading a book in bed drinking a solitary beer!

3. I work best under pressure.

As a blogger and freelance blogger, I am nothing without strict deadlines. Honestly, I work best under pressure so if i am told I have two hours to writ an article, consider it done. If I am told “take as long as you need”…well, that article will never get written!

4. I’m not a beach person.

This is a bit mad coming from someone who just spent 6 weeks island hopping in Thailand but i have come to the conclusion that I am really not a beach person. Do I like water? Hell yes. Swimming pools? Of course. Surfing? Yes please. But simply lying on a beach for the day just to tan? NO THANKS. I guess I am just too restless for that. Plus…I get too hot, too quickly to be able to stay a full day in the sun.

5. My obsession with Instagram is unhealthy.

This is a huge fault, and an obsession that grew very quickly and i am keen to extinguish just as fast. I found myself obsessing so much over getting the perfect shot for Instagram while island hopping in Phi Phi, that arriving to Maya Bay and discovering the tide was out and it looked nothing like the photos made me ridiculously angry. Not getting ‘that photo’ was about to ruin what had been an amazing dat trip. I have since tried to take a step back from Instagram, posting less often and not giving a flying…fish…about how many likes or comments my photos get. YOLO.

6. I have a high tolerance for spicy food

I actually realised this in India, but my time in Thailand has cemented the fact that I LOVE spicy food and have a controversially high tolerance to spicy food! YUM.

7. I prefer to be too hot than too cold. 

I can’t count the number of nights where i had to fight with people in my dormitory over how high or low the air con should be set. While I love aircon, and won’t stay anywhere in Asia without it, being too cold when trying to sleep is just horrible. i stayed in one hostel in Koh Samui where I had to wear all my clothes in bed and use my blanket and towel to stop myself from shivering because the zircon was turned on so high.

8. Eating grasshoppers makes me sick.

Random fact…after eating grasshopper at the night market in Chiang Mai, I almost got sick in my mouth. The same thing happened after drinking snake blood in Vietnam. I will try everything once….but once is most definitely enough.

9. Thai Red bull makes me sick.

The stuff of nightmares. Thai Red Bull, which is said to be THREE TIMES as strong as western Red Bull makes me very, very sick. I will not be touching it again, and you shouldn’t either.

10. I can tan, despite my red hair

I think I always knew this, but it was confirmed again by so many people i met on the road. “You’re from Ireland?!” they would ask. “But…you’re so tanned!” Yes, Irish people can in fact get a tan Mad, right?!

11. I still love to send postcards

Sent lots of postcards to friends and family and even snapchat followers while in Thailand. I feel us postcard senders are very much a dying breed.

12. One is never too old to try new things

One of my biggest accomplishments over the past 2 months was learning how to ride a scooter. It is something I was always too scared to do but finally my friend Steph taught me what to do and now i wonder how different my previous travels would have been if I had explored everywhere by scooter. one thing is for sure…I am totally hooked. It taught me that you are never too old to learn something new. Next up…I want to learn yoga!

13. Hostels are no longer my best friend

I am not saying I don’t like them, I most definitely do. I am just saying they are no longer ‘the best thing since sliced bread’, which would have been my previous opinion of them. The truth is, my travel style really has changed and I am more interested in clean sheets and a private bathroom with fresh towels than I am sleeping in a 16 bed mixed dorm with fun, party-hard backpackers.

14. Age is just a number…or is it.

Age IS just a number….until you find yourself partying at a Full Moon beach party with a group of 21 year old who drink like fish and seem to suffer no hangovers. Then, suddenly, age becomes a lot more than a number and your headaches last as many hours as you have had birthdays.

15. I’m an extremely patient traveller

I waited 5 hours for a bus to leave, sat on said bus for 12 hours, arrived at 6 in the morning and waiting 3 more hours in a McDonalds until it was time to catch my flight and made not one single complaint. I am a very patient traveller. A decade of backpacking will do that.

16. Blood makes me squeamish

After my little fainting episode on Koh Tao where I  cut my head open and knocked half my front tooth out, i woke up with a lot of blood on my face and hair. it was not a pretty site and boy did I not like it. First I felt sick, then upset, then I just cried. 

17. I prefer slow travel

The more i travel, the more I realise I prefer to do it really slow and to try get to know a place. My two favourite places happen to be the ones I stayed longest in, Koh Phangan (3 weeks in total) and Chaing Mai (just under 2 weeks). The longer I stay in a place, the more I like it. Going forward, I plan to travel a lot slower and from June onwards, I might even try to stick to overland travel.

18. I really do have TOO MUCH hair

This is a bit of an ongoing joke with my friends. From hairdressers in Korea telling me my hair was ‘dangerous’ or that I had ‘too many hairs’ and they were going to charge me for TWO blow dries instead of one, to people on the road always commenting on how much hair I have, an incident in Thailand finally confirmed everything for me. When i went to get stitches in my head on Koh Tao, the doctor shaved off a big chunk of my hair to clean the wound and stitch it up. She then laughed and said, “I shaved off lots of your hair, but you have so much nobody will notice!” She was right.

19. Travelling with other bloggers makes me happy

Now that I am a full time blogger who must update every type of social media possible throughout the day an devout many hours to writing articles, travelling with other bloggers makes life SO much easier. They don’t laugh at you snap chatting your day, because they are doing it themselves. They understand you aren’t going out partying because you have deadlines to meet and they are just on the same wave length all the time. I hope to hang out with more fellow bloggers in the future.

20. I’m capable of travel fails

From not drinking enough water and fainting multiple times, to losing my shoes at a temple to turning up at the wrong airport for a flight, it seems no matter how experienced I am at travelling, I am still very much capable of major travel fails!

21. I still have my old wild streak

As all the above points indicate, I am not the person I used to be. That said, my wild streak still comes out and when it does, madness ensues. During Songkran Festival, I persuaded 2 fellow bloggers and 2 Scottish girls I had just befriended to jump into the back of the next pick up truck that passed, so we could get a free lift to a nightclub and enjoy the mass watertight from a different angle. They agree, in we jumped, and I have never laughed so much in my life. Getting wild every now and then is a must.

22. Wasting money stresses me out

I hate hate hate wasting money. I guess everyone does, but it really stresses me out. little things like been made to pay a ridiculous amount of money for a really crap breakfast, or not being able to get a refund on booked accommodation, or losing money on a night out all make me unreasonable upset. It’s just money, right? not in my eyes!

23. Speaking to strangers feels rewarding

This is a weird one. I avoid it a lot of the time, but whenever I make the effort to talk to strangers, I instantly feel better about myself. I suddenly feel more confident and good things nearly always come of it. From offers of jobs to free hotel stays, talking to strangers has actually never had a negative effect on me. Especially in airports…everyone should make new friends in airports!

24. I don’t need other people to be happy

Travelling solo, yet again, has made me realise that I truly do not need to depend on other people to make me happy. That’s not to say that other people don’t make me happy, they do. Sometimes I absolutely LOVE being around others. But I am just as happy to be by myself, exploring an island on my scooter, chilling out by the pool and soaking up the sunshine, reading a book. Whatever, wherever, I have finally made peace with my own company and it’s great to know that I can make myself happy.

25. I’m a belieber

That’s right. I said it. I stand by it. And I know there many more secret Beliebers out there! Make yourself known.


From Swimming Pools in Dubai to Ice Rinks in South Korea – The World’s Best Airports


For most  travellers, airports are usually viewed as sometimes boring and often stressful locations, that are necessary parts of a journey. There are many airports, however, where having time to kill isn’t such a bad thing. Places where you can catch a movie, take a swim, and even play a round of golf while waiting for your next flight. Airports with world-class shopping, art exhibitions and giant slides to take you back to your childhood.

In no particular order, here’s a look at the world’s best airports, ideal spots for your next long layover. If you have had an amazing experience in an airport, be sure to let me know in the comments!

11. Incheon Airport, South Korea


Incheon Airport in South Korea is a one of the biggest, and cleanest, airports I have ever been to and is definitely one of the world’s best airports. With a whole array of activities to keep you busy including a golf course, a cinema and of course its world-famous indoor ice rink, you would be forgiven for never wanting to actually leave! If you are looking to get a few hours shut-eye before your flight, you can head to their ‘jimjilbang’ (the Korean word for a sauna or spa) and pay a minimal fee to get a soft mat, a blanket and a corner of their heated floor and cuddle up next to up to about 100 other weary passengers. You can also relax in their various hot tubs and have a power shower before you catch your early morning flight.

Another great feature within this airport is the laptop rental facility which will allow you to get work done while in the terminal along with free, and super fast, WiFi. (Korea has some of the fastest internet speeds in the world.)

10. Hong Kong Airport, Hong Kong


Staying on the topic of luxury golf courses in airports, let me introduce you to the spectacular Hong Kong International Airport, home to a perfectly kept 9-hole golf course! I had a flying visit through here last May and am dying to go back again…to both Hong Kong AND the airport!

The airport itself plays host to a wide variety of unique amenities which include Hong Kong’s largest IMAX theatre, and the ‘Dream Come True Educational Park’, designed for children to experience real life working by role-playing in related uniform.
If you are looking to kill time within the airport itself, you will find a movie theatre, an arcade and many free Playstation stations for anyone to use! 

9. Athens Airport, Greece


If you’re making a stop over in this airport and have a few hours to burn then you’re in luck, because there is plenty to do at Athens International. For starters, there’s an authentic ancient museum called the Acropolis Museum with artefacts on display dating back to the Byzantium era.

The airport itself also consists of an ancient Greek design with elegant paintings and sculptures visible throughout the terminals to admire. It’s almost like getting a taste of Ancient Greece without ever leaving the terminal!

8. Samui Airport, Thailand


Next on the list is the enticing Samui Airport in Thailand which oozes tranquility and resembles that of a peaceful Buddhist temple. The open design allows for comfort and beautiful views of the surrounding island, known to be a top honeymoon destination and popular with travellers the world over.  Samui airport is an excellent spot to spend a few hours unwinding, relaxing and possibly meditating before your onward journey….just like the Samui island, you won’t want to leave!

7. Schiphol Airport, The Netherlands


A lot of long distance flights I take these days pass through Amsterdam and I’ve never had a complaint to date. One easy way to pass the time in any airport (for me anyway!) is reading a good book and Schiphol Airport has made this even easier for passengers with the introduction of an Airport Library. It’s the first permanent airport library in the world and has an extremely large selection of books to choose from. The airport has also has plenty of cosy spots to chill out and spend your layover in peace and quiet.

If you would rather chance your luck on some blackjack tables. you can head on over to the airport casino in terminal 2. Who knows? You may well win back the cost of your flight!

6. Los Angeles International Airport


An airport making a huge leap in modern and contemporary design is Los Angeles International Airport which has stunning futuristic architecture throughout.

One place you won’t want to miss out is the Encounter Bar. Moonstone quarry walls, a crater-shaped bar and lava lamps create an ultra modern vibe and all the cocktails are flight-themed with names like Jet Set (Bombay Sapphire gin, Campari and sweet vermouth). Beers are also poured out of an alien shaped tap and bar guns emit futuristic sounds and laser lights whenever a bartender pours a drink. A seriously fun place to kill a few hours before your next flight!

5. Changi Airport, Singapore


In any event your flight is cancelled or delayed, then Changi Airport is simply as good as it gets. This stunning airport in Singapore has won over 390 awards with some people claiming it to be more exciting than the country itself. And they wouldn’t be too wrong…!

Among its offerings is a four-story indoor slide suitable for kids and adults, a butterfly garden, a rooftop pool (and rooftop bar), more than 300 shops, napping areas and to top it off…free movie theaters for passengers to while away the hours before their next departure. (The reviewers of Sleeping in Airports are also huge fans….)

4. Haneda Airport, Japan


Japan has long tried to make its’ airports more than just places to transit from and more like a large shopping center that you just happen to be able to fly out of. The Haneda Airport is testament to this. Among the abundance of shops is the first airport planetarium called ‘The Starry Cafe’ which allows passengers to enjoy a meal under a dome of 40,000,000 stars.

There’s also a short stay hotel that allows passengers to sleep for a few hours…perfect during those long layovers.

3. Heathrow Airport, London


If you’re stuck on a layover in Heathrow, head over to Terminal 5 to check out the T5 gallery, featuring a number of sculptures, paintings, and temporary pieces of art to take your mind off your travels.

The airport has also been awarded ‘Best Airport Shopping’ and ‘Best Airport in Europe’ by Skytrax and for good reason. The Airport has a colossal amount of shops made available for shopaholic traveler and is home to an 11,000 square-foot Harrods department store. Just don’t spend too much!

2. Vancouver International Airport, Canada


If you’re in the mood for visiting an aquarium while on your travels then a stop off at Vancouver International Airport will not disappoint. Home two massive Aquarium exhibits, a 30,000-gallon aquarium housing more than 5,000 creatures and a separate aquarium devoted entirely to jellyfish, this is one airport you won’t feel bored in!

You can check out the larger tank, located in the International Terminal, to spot wolf eels, sea stars, rockfish, and giant kelp. The airport is also a haven for people returning from Canadian fishing holidays as they have giant freezers to store your catch while you wander the airport and will also ensure your catch makes it back to your home country still frozen and protected.

1. Dubai International Airport, UAE


Just finishing up it’s €3 billion refurbishment is Dubai’s luxurious international airport, consistently rated one of the world’s top airports. The food, drink and luxurious shopping areas at the airport are world class. You can cool off and relax in their incredible airport swimming pool and for a small fee you will have access not only to the pool but a fully equipped gym, jacuzzi, sauna and shower facilities.

If you need a little peace and quiet or want to reconnect with nature got a few hours, you can visit the airports opulent Zen Gardens, an indoor oasis where time stands still.


Ancient Italy: Comparing The Historic Sites Of Pompeii And Paestum


The Grand Tour in Campania

The south of Italy is not only famous for it’s hospitality, the beauty of its landscape and the fabulous food (make sure to try some buffalo Mozzarella, it’s the best in the world) but also for its long and rich history.

Romans, Greek, Lycans, Staufer and Moors all left their mark in ancient Italy. Pompeji, one of the world’s most famous archaeological sites, lies just outside Naples, and a little further down the coast is Paestum, both of them a must see for everyone who is at least a little bit interested in ancient history.

In the following article I want to share with you some photos from both of these amazing sites and try to make a comparison, so if you only want to spend one day polishing your cultural appeal you can make an informed choice as to what’s more interesting for you!



Founded by the Oscans on the fertile slopes of Mount Vesuvius around 600BC, Pompeii came under Roman dominance about 200 years later, before it was finally colonised in 80 BC after the city took part in a revolt against Rome. With an estimated 10-12.000 citizens (including slaves) it was a big city and commercial hub at the time, when it was buried beneath 6m of volcanic ash when Vesuvius erupted violently in 79AD.


Only 17 years earlier a major earthquake – probably around 6 on the Richter-scale – destroyed parts of the city, spurning talk of abandoning the site altogether. Instead, they decided to rebuild and make the place even better and more beautiful than before.

After the eruption Pompeii was forgotten for a millennium and a half. It was first rediscovered in 1599 by a Spanish engineer in the pay of the Bourbons who was digging a channel from the river Sarno. Interestingly enough Domenico Fontana decided to rebury and even paint over some of the sexually explicit frescoes he found, presumably to save them for later times. It might be though that he was outraged by the inscriptions he found himself, after all it was the height of counter-reformation. About a 150 years later targeted excavations started and the full extent of the site was discovered.



Today around 70 hectares have been dug out, with hundreds of houses for the poor, huge villas with fountains and gardens, temples, theatres, bath-houses and uncounted artifacts. The most disturbing among these are the petrified bodies of people caught in a tsunami of hot ash, huddled together or lying in a corner of their house with their hands above their heads, as a futile gesture of protection. Lovers hugging each other in their last moments of life, cats and dogs caught midstride. I can’t even begin to imagine the horror of death like that, the disorientation, the fear.

Pompeii is like a snapshot of Roman society in the first century, freezing time in a random moment and giving us a unique insight into everyday life. When I visited sadly a lot of the big compounds were closed to the public, but there was still enough to see. If you’re really into it, you definitely need a lot of time to discover all. I spent nearly a whole day on site and still had the feeling that I just started to scratch the surface.

Pompeii is huge and wonderful place to dive into Roman culture and society, take an audio-guide. Open all rear, admission is 11€ (5,50 if you’re a student or senior)




A bit further down the coast lies Paestum. As in the case of Pompeii in its heyday it was much closer to the sea, due a lower sealevel today compared to 2000 years ago. In a way I was even more impressed than in Pompeii for three reasons; the site feels a lot like a park, with less people, it has trees and shade and somehow looked more real to me, even though I couldn’t begin to explain this feeling. Another reason is the fact, that three major cultures left their mark here, the Lucans were first replaced with a Greek colony before that became a Roman settlement, all the while retaining properties of the respective predecessors. Lastly, it has a museum on site, while all the statues and everyday items from Pompeii are in the National Museum in Naples.


Paestum is a lot smaller than Pompeii and way less preserved. Although it was forgotten even longer a lot was destroyed over the millenia. For centuries a temple ruin was visible above ground but no one knew anything about it, so the Then-ruling Bourbons built a road beside it in the 18th century – right on top of the amphitheater, through it for all practical purposes.


Following excavations were not really up to modern standards, and the people who were supposed to save these rich archaeological finds for the future have been destroying them. Even in the 20th century houses were built on top of the site. Poverty in the South was so big, it seemed more important to create jobs and affordable housing.

Smaller and not as crowded as Pompeii, with a really amazing museum on site that shows hundreds of statues and graves, Paestum is more of a ruin in the classical sense.

Editors note: Thanks to German travel blogger Sascha möllering from the brilliant 60Seconds blog for writing this brilliantly informative post. Really makes me want to spend some time in Italy! All photos were taken by and belong to him. :-)


Why Wanderlust Is A Wonderful State Of Being And Not Some Sort Of Illness

 People say I have ‘caught the travel bug’, but I don’t like that term. When we think of a ‘bug’ we think of something inherently negative. As if my love for traveling the world and exploring new places is some sort of illness, some sort of sickness which I can’t recover from.

People are quick to judge, as always in life. They discourage what is not ‘normal’ and find it difficult to understand why someone is so keen to jump from job to job, country to country with no stability, no secure income and pretty much no clue what they are doing.

Friends and family think I should have ‘grown out of it’ by now or wish I would realize that travel is great for a few years but that I should want to put two feet on the ground and work on my career, my relationships and maybe even start a family. That I can’t keep ‘running away’ from reality.

They cannot get their head around the nomadic way of life so they judge it and they attempt to change you.

When enough people start to tell you that it’s probably time to sink your feet in one city, to get an office job and to start saving for your future…you will slowly start to listen to them.

You will return from your adventures in Australia, South Africa, Korea or Canada, just like I did no fewer than 5 times in 10 years, and you will try to settle. You’ll get a job, buy some new clothes and maybe even think about buying a car. You’ll try to reconnect with old school friends and start to socialize.

But if you’re a nomad at heart, just like I am, you’ll never fully belong.

So here we are, us nomadic souls, with a strong desire to escape, to roam, to hike, to fly…stuck in offices doing the 9-5 shift like everyone else. We will spend every cent we earn on experiences rather than things, preferring to go camping or surfing or skydiving than buying new possessions, but it won’t be enough. It won’t stop our uncontrollable hunger to see the world. We are not meant to stay in one place. it is not who we are.

You’ll start to dream, yet again, of distant lands in exotic locations where rent is never a problem, where beer is cheaper than water and where you meet new and interesting people every day. In real life, not on your phone or on Facebook, but in the flesh.

You will start browsing Skyscanner as if there’s no tomorrow. You’ll start planning your exit, planning your escape. You’ll become disheartened with life in your home country and slowly grow sick of doing the same things again and again and again.

You see, unfortunately for your friends and your family and all your loved ones, this is one bug, one illness, one state-of-being that you’re never going to recover from. It’s apart of you and probably always will be.


If I’ve caught anything over the past 29 years, I would say it’s a major case of wanderlust rather than any type of crazy travel bug. It’s an irresistible urge to go, to leave, to escape.

Like many nomadic warriors, my desire to travel and see the world is stronger than anything else inside of me. It is a turbulent, spinning, burning passion that won’t seem to go away.

My wanderlust defines me. It makes me who I am and it makes me want to be a better person each and every day.

My irresistible desire to travel is also a pretty amazing motivator in life. Seeing a picture of a deserted beach in Thailand or animals roaming freely in the great African plains gets my heart beating. It makes me smile, it makes me yearn, and it makes me work harder and longer than ever. For without money, there can be no travel. 

What if money were no object?

I’m pretty sure everyone’s answer to this question is the same. We would all get out there and travel the world. Because, at the end of the day, we are all alike in a way. We all have a streak of wanderlust inside of us just dying to escape. We are all curious by nature and we all dream of a better life, with less stress, fewer worries, less hassle.

For me, and many others, a nomadic lifestyle is similar to winning the lottery. It’s a life with few worries, where finance and bills and money are never the most important thing in our everyday lives. It allows us to live the life we have always dreamed of, meeting new people and tasting new food and exploring new places.

We still work, of course, but we do jobs we enjoy and that we are passionate about. We write, we blog, we take photos. We teach English, we work in beach bars, we work in dive centers. We are aid workers, health workers, construction workers. We are entrepreneurs. Creatives. Authors. Poets. Travelers.

We are mothers, fathers, daughters, sons. We live, we love, we laugh. And we travel.

“We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic of creativity. When we get home, home is still the same. But something in our mind has been changed, and that changes everything.”

Travel allows us to be free, to be present in the moment. Travel allows us to live in the here and the now. To be free from the weight of the past and free from any anticipation of what the future holds. Free to realize they we are the masters of own destiny and we ourselves are the only ones who can control how we feel about anything.

Leaving behind the comforts of our own home, and moving to the other side of the world allows us to see things for what they really are and allows us to give our time and energy to what really matters in life. What really matters to us.

Travel allows me to think happier thoughts. To listen to my emotions, and to choose to feel good, to feel better than I feel anywhere else. Travel allows me to be happy, always.

As much as I will never stop learning, never stop laughing and never stop living…I will also, for the rest of my life as I know it, never stop travelling.