Backpacking the World at 52, Our Next Big Nomadic Adventure Starts Here
Letting go, starting fresh, and living the dream all over again
As you read this post, I’ll be having a BBQ with some good friends in Sydney, Australia.
Tomorrow we jump on a plane to Phuket for 3 weeks, to soak up some sun, dig our toes in the sand, eat far too much Massaman & Khao Soi curry, and catch up with our wonderful friends. (We lived there for over 12 years, so it's like going home).
Then onto London to drop my daughter off at Uni, where she'll study songwriting & vocal performance for the next 3 years (she's pretty darn good).
And after what I'm certain is going to be a extremely emotional few weeks as the apron strings are firmly cut and she sets out on her own journey, my sister & I will jet off to the Amalfi coast for me to drown my sorrows in copious amounts of mediterranean salad & pasta.
That constitutes the beginning and more comfortable side to our travels, as after a very cold Christmas back in London, my husband and I will strap on the backpacks and head to South America with no real plan or…
