This guest post was submitted by Heidi Hayes on behalf of Sharon F.
As travellers, we are often asked how we afford to travel. Sharon tells us how she found the money to fund her travels by being an egg donor.
This is her story.
I believe when a teenager graduates high school and immediately begins their college years, it can lead to mental burnout. (more…)
Why do people travel? And why are some families more addicted to traveling than others?
We have been travelling the world with our two teenagers for almost eight months. To us, it was a dream that we had been nurturing since the children were babies.
Not only were we desperate to travel, but we were also adamant that we would share that experience as a family.
And so we set out to make it happen. Sounds too simple?
Let’s say it wasn’t that hard.
*This post was written in 2018. My husband (Brian) and I had left our home in NZ and were travelling the world for a year with our teenage children.
What are the reasons for emigrating from the UK? This isn’t your usual travel blog post. Instead, it’s about me finding the correct response to a question that I have struggled to answer for over nine years.
A question that I am faced with whenever I tell people that almost ten years ago, we emigrated to New Zealand and left our home in the Georgian city of Bath in the UK. (more…)
If you are thinking of travelling, be it around the world or on a two-week holiday, then know that not only will you need to make room in your case for a change of clothes but you’ll also have to accommodate a new set of views.
Travel changes your perspective of the world in the most incredible ways imaginable. (more…)
Before you begin the process of renting your house to another family, shifting your whole life into the loft so that you can live out your latest dream and travel the world for a year with your family, you will wrongly assume that you are living a sort of normal, clean, unattached life.
You will have this illusion that possessions mean nothing to you.
That you’re a hippy chic who could wipe around her relatively clean and tidy house with a bleachy cloth and be out of the door and on the next plane to Florida before the sun sets.
And oddly enough, other people will have this misconception of you, too.
They will come round to your house for dinner, see a clean-on-the-surface house, but will never be allowed to venture into the bedrooms.
They may see a dog that has just been walked, and so doesn’t sit there with her teeth chattering when someone picks up her ball.
Or they might see kids that have just been rolllocked and warned that if they get their phones out at dinner, there will be hell to pay.
And finally, they will see a husband and wife who always seem so relaxed and chilled but who actually downed half a bottle of rum before you arrived.
You and I have a lot in common. Let’s be friends.
Worrying about the future. That’s what I’ve been up to. This post is over a week old. I’ve been too scared to share it with you. It’s a post about worrying about the future and what that looks like. I couldn’t bring myself to hit the publish button. I thought you might think I was a big baby. A mardy scaredy pants. And then I remembered my promise to you -that I would always tell you the truth. And so here it is. My diary from ten mornings ago. Written at 7 am after having spent half the night lying awake worrying about the future. Worrying about our big adventure. To leave everything behind and travel the world for a year. (more…)
I’m Liz, and this is my family.
I do Travel. I do Wine. I do being a mum to big kids. Sometimes I do all three at the same time.
I don’t do hormones. Or looking perfect for Instagram. Or dieting.
Read more about who I am and why we should be friends on our about us page.