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Travel... on my own... Ah.

When i first apples for study abroad i already knew that i was going to use this opportunity to travel. And since i was going to Canada i decided that i wanted to do North America. However plans change.

I shall start by saying that I have not been traveling very long. As i am only 20 until i was 16 all of my family holidays were to Ireland or France, unless you count going to Florida when i was 6 months old of which i have no recollection of what so ever. And when we did travel it was to family friends in Ireland, which was great and the french trips were school trips to France, or small excursions. Needless to say most of the holiday were spent in England. And actually i don't mind that, I loved going to Ireland where i learnt to horse ride and made friends for life, as well as the fact that you don't usually remember the first years of your life and as children you don't really appreciate where you are going to, although i must say people don't now. My family were never one for 'beach' vacations, lying around and not doing anything all day, i came from a family of scientist and historians who want to learn and experience culture. like i say not many people do this.

My first venture out into the world on my own was on a trip to Spain when i was part of a choir at the school and we preformed in Barcelona, and everyone got heat stroke apart from myself, meant i got to go to a winery for free though. Anyway, being the young tender age of 15 and not quite myself at the time, I prep didn't have the best start to my travel adventure. And then it was mainly because i was on my own in a ground of people who i only knew vaguely if that.

I would say that my biggest stride into the world of solo travel was when i was 16 and i flew on my own to Ireland for the first time, to visit for-mention family friends. I had just finished my GCSE's and was a coming out of a period of my life that i can only decide a terrible. I therefor saved some money and flew to Ireland for a few days. I had not seen them for a few year due to me being a 'terrible teen'. But by 16 i had all but grown out of it. So for the first time in my life I flew to Ireland and had a great time. For the first time it didn't rain but was sunny all the time i was there, me and my friends reconnected very quickly and we were able to start again, luckily.

It wasn't until my final year of college that i went on a trip to Italy with my Mum and sister. It was the first family holiday outside England that we had in a while. It was of particular importance as i was finished with my A-Levels and my sister was finishing her GCSEs.

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