Tomorrow would be exactly a year ago since I wrote the first post on my blog on my first ever solo trip to Paris for a day, making it officially the 1 year anniversary for my blog.
The trip itself was very daunting at first. This was post terrorist attacks in the city in 2015. After the day out I returned to London knowing myself more than I did before. One important fact I acknowledged was that I was capable of travelling to a foreign country without support from anyone close me, find restaurants and food stalls to be kept fed, study the maps and get myself to the attractions and points of interest that allowed me to enjoy my time as a Parisien.
Paris was a daycation of personal fulfillment and growth for me. It established the foundation for future trips personally. Although not all my travel experiences have been pleasant: the negative racial stereotyping and profiling via frequent stares from shop assistants at local shops when shopping in Naples and seeing the use of derogatory, degrading words on concrete walls and shop billboards during my holiday in Majorca woke me up to the reality of being a black person. But again they’re all learning experiences and those experiences are one of the drives behind becoming a serial traveller.
I don’t believe that the city and country you grew up or predominantly live in is an accurate representation of the world’s 7 billion population. What I mean in plain English is that it’s a big wide world out here. There are so many different people with different stories they have lived through and are just as worthy of sharing as daily gossip and banter you get from your friends and family. Different cultures and heritages with colour and flavour are there to be discovered and studied (I cast my mind back to Dublin) I’ve said it before and I’ll forever keep saying this: travellers are capable of bringing the world together and curing many forms of ignorance.
I’ve been fortunate to meet new people and make new friends as a result. Frankly I never saw myself going to networking events and meetups (shoutout to BBTravelMeetup by the way) and connecting with like-minded people face to face. Not because I wasn’t a confident enough or introverted around people but I thought engagement would be limited to social media. With the exception of blogging you’re effectively getting more known around the world – make a good impression your new friends then may talk about how much of a great person you are (you all truly are!)
Avoiding boredom and repetition is one thing I need to touch on. I want to live a life that sees me creating special memories that I’ll be able to recall to a younger generation when I’m old to the point of retirement. Exploring the world and doing things I haven’t done before is one of the things that gives me that. My jetskiing experience whilst out chilling in Majorca this summer is a strong example. It was new to me. I always say my travels help to mix up my routine (not necessarily try to escape it) and inject a bit of excitement and variety to my life.
The different lifestyle I have been living over the last year has caused me to butt heads with my parents – and for me that’s not going to change anytime soon but I no longer going to be putting others and their interests first if it’s going to compromise my chances of doing something that makes me happy and enriches me.
Last but not least on the sources of travel inspiration is you reading this – whether it’s another fellow blogger, traveller, friend or family. You inspire me to look at travelling in a different light. You inspire me to with your own stories and support. You inspire me to go and learn more about the world that I’ve been born into – make the small world bigger and discover another purpose to life. And I honestly cannot thank you all enough 🙂
Travelling over the last 12 months has inspired in so many ways: whether it’s me having deep, touching conversations with people on my trips, me taking up the keyboard again and writing and to attend networking functions and conventions I never associated myself going to years ago. It’s like going to another dimension or a pocket universe sometimes.
This has been more of a reflective piece from me. No subheadings. No tips and tricks. Just an honest account into my backstory that lead to me start travelling, what kept me motivated to seeing the world and the effect it has had on me as a person.
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