I love to travel. I love home, but I’m at my best when I’m travelling to new places, experiencing local cultures and meeting new and interesting people. There’s a beautiful feeling I get when I travel. I feel like I’m a very small part of something much larger and everything is new, exciting and strange. In that moment of walking down a street in a new place, I know I’ve a whole new part of the world to discover. There’s a part of me that doesn’t even know if I’ll even like where I am, but it’s all there, ready for me to either fall head over heels in love, or decide it’s not for me and that’s the beauty of it. I get excited by the smells, the mood, the streets, the people; it’s like I’m a little kid all over again.
Some of my best travels and adventures have been alone. There’s this wonderful sense of freedom being alone in a new city, and for me it’s a chance to just take off, escape with my camera and just get lost – it’s where I feel happy.
I’m not going to lie, my first solo trip to Sorrento in 2015 - a place I absolutely love and I’ve visited before with my mum - was at first a little daunting. Previous to this trip, I’ve always travelled with family or with a friend – but I kid you not, after I’d completed my first solo trip, I’ve never looked back. I fell in love with travelling alone and also appreciating my own company, something I didn’t do before. It's also extremely liberating; I can do what I want and when I want to; eat what I want and to just daydream. If I want to eat ice-cream for breakfast, lunch and dinner, I can and no one but myself is there to stop me!
Of course, there are times when it does get a little lonely, but these days when you’ve the world of social media and a mobile device at your fingertips, you’re never really that alone.
