Sometimes things don’t exactly go as planned. This concept concerns life in general, but also more specific things: like here, travelling. There where three places that I desperately wanted to see during my trip on the Australian coast: Nimbin, Fraser Island and the Whitsundays. I had to cancel Nimbin because of Cyclone Marcia back in the days and now the weather seems to wanna play crazy again, so no Whitsundays for me.
After explaining the reason of my disease – travelling – I wanted to jump directly to the second most asked question that comes up very often when I talk to People: HOW do you travel that much?
I really wanted to write this post since a good while, but something was always holding me to do it. I didn’t want to explain myself on this topic, I think it’s something of the easiest things to experience in life, but since I have a lot of people questioning about it, here I am.