My Travel History

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I'm from Malta, a tiny little island, bang in the centre of the Mediterranean.

As I grew into a young adult I met travellers, in my job as a hotel entertainer.  Their stories intrigued me and I could not wait to be the one packing up the bags and go explore and live on other parts of the planet.

So when I was 17, I tried a few days travelling solo in Barcelona to test the waters.  I was very aware of my surroundings and on guard, but I made it through and I loved the adrenaline it gave me.

By 19, I had my first summer job in a hotel in Tropea, in the South of Italy.  From then on the wheel just kept on going.  I lived in Cyprus, then in Menorca for a few years.

After 5 years of shifting my living from one island to another in the Mediterranean, I felt like it was time to go back home.  I settled in quite well, but then I turned 30.

Milestones like this make people reflect and wonder where they've been and where they're going.  As I blew out the candles on my cake I realized that the traveller inside of me had become squeezed under the pile of duties my corporate job demanded of me.

I missed her, I missed the gypsy in me, the one that could not wait to seek new lands, new places that could be home for a few months.  I had been stuck at the same desk for years.  I said goodbye to it and headed to Asia.

And that's how, since 2016, I've strolled round India, Nepal, Cambodia, Vietnam, Colombia, Panama, Costa Rica, Nicaragua and lately to Mexico, Cuba, Spain and Italy with my +1 traveller son, #MrKicker.

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