I had always dreamed of running away to somewhere distant, somewhere far, somewhere new. Throughout my 25 years on this earth, I have been lucky enough to have explored much of Europe – the cobbled streets of Belgium, the clear, blue sea of Croatia and architecture of Spain to name a few. I had stepped into Northern Africa and searched the Aladdin’s cave of Marrakesh and more recently witnessed the sandy, long beaches and incredible wildlife of Sri Lanka. These holidays and experiences had been beautiful and I wished they had lasted longer. So why not make them last longer?
I decided to quit my job as a Senior Editorial Assistant and leave my lovely home in London. I moved my belongings back to my parents in Wales and set off on my quest for something new.
It was a scary but exciting time and luckily for me I had a good friend who would be joining me on my quest. The first step was choosing where to go. As we both had an interest in South East Asia, we decided to focus on this area and narrowed the destination down to one of the following: Thailand, Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia or Indonesia. Each country is spectacular in its own right and we did not want to rush through them. After lots of reading, advice and research, we decided to choose Vietnam. We would explore the country from north to south, stopping off at several carefully selected cities along the way.
Whilst in Vietnam I kept a travel diary which I plan to write out in a series of blog posts. I will talk about where we went, how much we spent and highlights of the trip. I hope that my words will encourage you to visit this beautiful country and help you plan your adventure.
i do live on the edge
but i like it here
swinging in the unknown
waking up and going to bed
to freedom and instability
i like this edge
it does a number on me
but i like it here
It’s Friday afternoon, we are on the cusp of the weekend – in 1 hour and 23 minutes, to be precise – computers will be logged off, desks will be abandoned and we will descend into the lift and out of the building, feeling a sense of elation until the working week starts again…
This rather cold and wet (slightly snowy, but not really because we are in London after all) Friday afternoon has been dragging. Work is quiet and the menial tasks left are not worth starting and should certainly be saved until Monday’s tackle.
This lead me to thinking maybe I should start a blog.. and I don’t mean start a blog and post something and then never come back to it again… (believe me, I think I have about 10 or so blogs set up on various sites with just the one post – I’m an expert at that).
I guess the reason I haven’t quite got into blogging is because I’ve never really had a solid reason/subject matter to start a blog on. And instead of writing about this, I have left the reasoning and thinking in a knotted jumble in my head – this is my attempt of slowly undoing those knots and letting the ribbons flow.
I live in London. I like London. I also like the countryside. I love the countryside! I also have a deep desire to explore every inch of the world and beyond it. Beaches, festivals, love, music, dancing, soul, swing, the sea..
I will be writing posts about all the great things you can do in London and afar and hope to inspire you to get out an explore. I will be writing about the trials and tribulations of London life, the bliss of the countryside, adventures into the unknown. And there may be the odd poem or story…
Who knows what you may find!
Follow me if you wish to be inspired (or to just live vicariously through me..)