I’m no fan of early mornings (as seen here). Even when I’m back home, every morning is a demo in zombie-walking around the house. So, as the phone alarm rang shrilly in the middle of the night, I groaned and dragged myself out of my pillows-and-blanket cocoon and encouraged myself to do this for the breakfast that awaited on the other side of sunrise (Diamond d’Angkor – best breakfasts of the trip, more on that another day).Continue reading Racing Against the Sun, Part II – Angkor Wat→
Do you remember the first time you felt a strong urge to travel, learn about foreign people and cultures and go out and see the sights of the world?
My first (as I remember) moments of travel inspiration came from this:
(It came without the internet edition and Barack Obama at that time, of course. You can still buy it on popular e-com sites by the way, but if you’re reading this, you’re probably too old for it yourself)
I can still picture my twelve-year old self sitting with this massive tome, poring over the sections on continents, countries, geography – trying to stuff as much as I could in my little brain. This was also the basis of my first travel bucket list that featured Machu Pichu, the La Sagrada Família, the Colosseum, the Stonehenge, the Easter Island statues, blue whales (I know, what’s that doing there). More than a decade and a half later, the list is still growing, of course.
What are your earliest memories of the travel bug? How old were you at the time and where did you want to go?