What’s your Travel Style?
I am still knee-deep in writing my new course which I am hoping to start recoding this week. It’s so exciting to be finally at the point of getting it out there.
I am still knee-deep in writing my new course which I am hoping to start recoding this week. It’s so exciting to be finally at the point of getting it out there.
For the last 10 years I have been part of a team organising a charity walk to help raise money for charity. Usually, I oversee the walkers as they set off and return, co-ordinating everything on the day. Hard work though it is, it is an environment I thrive in. Especially the “hosting” aspect of the event.
This week I’ve started to think about my upcoming trip, back to Namibia next month. It’s an exciting prospect for many reasons.
Last week my demons came knocking. It was emotional. My partner, Larry has been suffering from excruciating sciatic (back) pain from long before we met and after trying everything, went in for surgery on Monday.
Picture the scene. It’s 1992. I am a slightly naïve and shambolic 22-year-old British girl with huge travel ambitions. I had been working two jobs to gather the money for a “big trip” but had no idea where to, until I wandered into a travel agent who asked if I wanted to speak with their Africa expert.
So, last weekend I was in Northern Ireland catching up with friends who I first met 36 years ago. We haven’t been together for a decade, but the years melted away as soon as we saw each other, like it was 10 days, not years!
This week I am off to Northern Ireland for a reunion with some very old friends. Not in terms of age (she says, playing hers down! 😉), but we met in the first week of university back in 1987 and have seen many marriages, births and unfortunately a few deaths throughout the group since. Needless to say, we have a lot of catching up to do!
I’ve spent the last few weeks busying myself away writing the course I’ve been talking about for ages. Months. Maybe even (embarrassingly) years!
Did you miss me? Last week I took a break from your Inbox, as I was away in Madeira. I usually make sure I continue to send my weekly email, no matter where I am, so this was quite a big thing for me. But before I explain why, if you haven’t been, let me tell you a little about Madeira.
Back in 2018, my neighbours came to me with a question. It began with:
“You know how you’re never here…?”

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