Soaring Away

I was trying to think of something to write about today, and I walked downstairs to find my mum reading something. I saw pink gel pen on lined paper, so of course, what else could it be but my holiday diary from when I was eight years old? She insisted on reading some out to me. Major cringe-fest. 

But it did kind of give me an idea for a post. I’ve been to quite a few places in my life, but I don’t see why I should stop there. Hell, a lot of the places I’ve been I don’t even remember too well (I wasn’t the most attentive kid in the world. I barely even remember primary school.)

I have a lot of places I want to go to. One thing I’ve thought about for years is spending some time living in New York. As far as I can tell, it’s pretty much the best kind of opposite to where I live – it’s busy, it’s lively, there’s an insane amount of people doing all sorts at all hours, and it’s definitely less boring. I actually want to go to various places in the States. Wouldn’t mind another Disney trip either…

I want to go to France again. I’ve been lucky enough to go to France probably five times now, twice with school, but hey, it’s a great country. I’d like to visit Australia, though I’m less certain on this one, being a ginormous arachnophobe. It’d be pretty cool to see Singapore… the Egyptian pyramids… and more of the less high-profile things, too. A lot of the times I’ve been on holiday with my parents, we’ve just been to somewhere in a country that has nice views or just aren’t the major tourist destinations, just because you get to see more of a country that way. Then, there’s a lot of historical places that’d be cool to see.

One thing I love about going to different places is seeing the people. It’s amazing how much you can learn about people by visiting places, and finding out what they do, or listening to conversations. It makes a great basis for writing characters, that’s for sure. Even airports are great for people-watching – people sad to be leaving each other, reunions at the terminal gates, families, excited kids, hassled businessmen. I look forward to travelling with friends, and driving on the wrong side of the road.

I’m not taking a gap year before I go to university, so my travel will probably have to wait a while, but it’ll definitely start with my year abroad. That, at least, is definitely going to happen.



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