Everyone wants to travel nowadays. For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted to get out and see the world. However, I don’t think I’m cut out to ‘go travelling’ as such. You know these people that disappear for an entire year and have the most amazing times of their lives and travel through Australia and Thailand etc.

It’s all the rage these days.

While I can understand why people do it, I just don’t think it’s for me. A couple of years ago I thought that’s what I wanted. However, the thought of not being at home on Christmas day spooked me. So I decided, rather than ‘do the travelling thing’ why not just plan and book nice holidays to places I actually want to visit.

Then came the next hiccup;

Who do I go with? Most of my younger adult years was spent in relationships. From 17-21 I was with one guy and from 21-23 I was with another. I’m only 24 now! I know I have always had my anxieties about spending time alone. Due to being with someone for so long, I guess it becomes the norm, so anything different is a bit scary.


In September 2015 I took the plunge and decided I wanted some time to myself. So, I jumped in the car and drove myself across the UK to the north of Wales, where I boarded the ferry and off I sailed to Ireland.


I do have an Irish heritage. Some family members live over there. Everyone speaks English. Being honest, of course I was anxious about spending time alone, but I felt more at home than I think I would have if I had gone to France or Italy let’s say. I did stay with some family; on the farm that my Granddad was raised on, and in Kilkenny with one of my Nans sisters <3!

But it almost felt like home.

Yes, there were some tough times. I remember ringing my Dad crying my eyes out, because the B&B I had booked wasn’t the cleanest and I didn’t particularly want to be there. Also, I turned up to one place just West of Galway and no joke, I saw needles on the floor. Needless to say, I walked out of there before I even got to the check-in desk. Therefore, In true Daddy style, he helped me out for the remainder of my trip and I even stayed in a Castle! (Thanks Pops!)


Since breaking up with my ex and deciding that I actually want some time alone. Not to get too philosophical here, but time to grow up. Time to develop as a human, to conquer my fears and time to really work out what I want from life. I know that one of my fears is being alone. Spending time by myself. So what better way to get over that than to get on a plane and have to be by myself, in a different frickin’ country! So, without further ado, here is a list of some of the places I would LOVE to visit;

  1. Barcelona
  2. New York
  3. Moscow
  4. Stockholm
  5. Venice
  6. Nice
  7. Dubrovnik
  8. Warsaw
  9. Budapest
  10. Cologne
  11. Milan
  12. Santorini
  13. Prague
  14. Monaco
  15. Rome (again!)


I think you can probably tell from my list, I don’t like to do things that everyone else seems to be doing. I love anywhere that has a real sense of culture. Somewhere I can mix with the locals. Somewhere with a lot of history. Historic buildings are my thing. I’m not entirely sure why, but I seem to have a thing for churches and cathedrals.


Is there somewhere that you’ve been and would recommend? Let me know about it! I may do a bit of research and add it to the list!

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