When Caitlin from Webjet reached out to me a few weeks ago to see if I’d be interested in contributing to a blog post they were putting together, I jumped at the chance; the post was going to be compiled of the answers by different travel bloggers to the question “how did you catch the travel bug?” Just to clarify, this is not a Webjet sponsored post, nor was I paid for my contribution; this is just the kind of project I love to contribute to, because this is the sort of thing that connects us 🙂
I love reading about how other bloggers got into travel, because everyone’s paths are SO different. While we all end up in the same place (infected with the travel bug, wanting to learn and see more, constantly looking to the next adventure), there are so many different paths that lead people to that point, and that is truly fascinating.
You can read about several other bloggers’ experiences here on Webjet’s blog, but here’s the quick, Reader’s Digest version of my story…
Fiji is where it all started for me. It was where I discovered my calling in life; to pack my bags and find out what more there was on this earth.
My first big trip was to Fiji, back in 1995 with my parents and sisters. Yes, we stayed at lovely resorts, but through making friends with the resort staff and being invited to visit their villages and families, we were also privy to the real Fiji; realising that although we’re all human, our experiences are SO different, really flicked a switch in me.
Almost 20 years later, in 2013, I finally achieved a lifelong goal of going to Egypt. That niggling feeling (the dormant travel bug, I guess) that had been simmering since that first trip to Fiji finally pushed me to turn my impossible dream into an achievable goal.
In Egypt, I had a massive light bulb moment; I remembered what I first felt in Fiji, and desperately wanted to see all of the different, exciting worlds out there. Up until that point, I’d not only lived in my comfort zone, but also with depression since my teenage years. Suddenly, I was in middle of a Nubian Village on the banks of the Nile, with no safety, and also no depression or anxiety… That was when I knew I had the travel bug. Seeing new cultures and learning and experiencing had always been my “drug,” and I knew that night in Egypt that I couldn’t go back to a life without that!