Warning: This post says “Fuck” 26 times. Hide ya kids.
People dream up life-changing plans every day.
“I’m going to start my business!”
“I’m going to quit my job and travel the world!”
“I’m breaking up with my boyfriend and moving to San Diego!”
Adrenaline is pumping, images of glory dance through your head; this is really it isn’t it? It’s really going to happen!!
Except it’s probably not.
When Chris and I first started dating Paris was the first place we discussed visiting together. He had been during his backpacking trip years ago and always talked about taking me there (a helpless romantic)
Here we were, two years and 17 countries later, standing at the foot of the Eiffel Tower in a truly surreal moment.
Over a year of planning and ten months of running from one country to another slowed down into
The original plan was pretty simple. After Australia we were going to make our way up through Bali and Kuala Lumpur (Indonesia) into Singapore then fly to Nepal for our pre-booked trek to Everest Base Camp.
Neither of us knew much about Indonesia or Singapore but that’s the beauty of travel right? Learn about new places, get out of your comfort zone a little.
But as Jenna and I sat there on our bed in Wellington