Wanderlust: a strong desire for, or impulse to wander or travel and explore the world. That describes me to a tee.
Ever since I was little, I loved travelling. As a child, every summer, we would visit the vineyards of Western Europe, as my stepdad was a wine journalist. And even though I was a typical child, demanding there be a swimming pool so I could play and swim, I also loved visiting ancient castles and seeing the sites of whatever beautiful city we were in. I would keep a travel journal to write down the places we visited and the hotels we stayed in and then glued wine labels, ticket stubs, business cards of restaurants and much, much more in them.
I think I inherited my wanderlust from my dad.
Even though he died when I was 4, it’s in my genes. He travelled all over the world for half of his (short) life. He was a TV journalist for national TV. He went all over Europe, America, Asia and Africa . He saw it all and got paid for it. How amazing.
Sadly, I don’t get paid to travel but that doesn’t stop me from exploring the world. Even if it costs me my last cent, I plan to see it all (well, as much as is humanly possible).
Travelling makes me feel free.
If there are interesting sites to see, I’m going there. I never liked living in Belgium. Even though it’s a beautiful country, with many gorgeous sites I haven’t seen yet, it feels confined. I feel trapped here. Even just crossing the border makes me feel better. But, if possible, the further, the better.
As I mentioned in my previous post, I love flying. I’m not a big fan of travelling by car, as I tend to get car sick nowadays. As a child, we would always travel by car and I could sit there for hours, colouring, reading, singing along to my walkman. My mum and stepdad got some great a capella performances when my stepsister and I sang along to different songs at the same time.
Nowadays, I don’t have the patience for it, so a plane is usually the fastest way to get to where I wanna go. Unless I’m going to London. Then I always take the train.
London is one of my favourite places for a short getaway.
Ever since I went to drama school there when I was 19, it feels like coming home. I always planned to move back, but that never happened. Maybe not such a bad thing though, cos London has changed so much since the mid 90’s. The London I knew and loved was artsy, Britpop ruled, the nightclubs were awesome, you felt equal and accepted. Nowadays, London is so corporate. Rich people rule the city and it’s become far too expensive.
I will do a post later about what I love most about about the city and what my favourite places are.
Next on my list, though, is Australia. Once I’m in a position to save some money, we will go and explore Oz. A great friend of mine lives in Perth. But I also wanna see Sydney, Melbourne, the Great Barrier Reef, the Great Ocean Road, Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park and all the other national parks, etc… All tips are more than welcome! The only thing I’m not so sure about is the spiders…? I suffer from arachnophobia at its worst.
But we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.