When I was 11 a doctor asked me what I want to do when I grow up. My response was simple, I wanted to go trekking in Peru, ride an elephant in Thailand, crawl through tunnels in Vietnam and see kangaroos in Australia. By the age of 24 I’d been on beach holidays to Spain and camped in Cornwall once or twice, but 11-year-old me would have been ashamed.
So, I packed in my job, turned in the keys for my London flat, filled a bag and am on my way, wonderful boyfriend in tow, exploring our beautiful world and eating everything as I go!
Oh, and I’m probably the clumsiest person who ever decided leaving the house was a good idea. I can’t wait to share my adventures, and inevitable falls.