In 2002, I would experience what I now realize as one of the most significant experiences in my life up to that point, when I would go back to the UK for almost two months on my own. Though the trip in 2000 was important I would say that it was my trip in 2002 that was much more about finding myself, and for me the beginning of my own self-authorship.
“As I sit here writing my last entry from the castle, the sky is clear above with twinkling stars, and the castle clock is chiming towards its twelfth chime, each one echoing into the dark. To my left, mist rises from the stream, the castle lit in eerie shadows; straight ahead the castle’s towers; above me, figurines atop the battlements."
“It all began the day I found that from my window I could only see a piece of sky.” This is one of the first lyric lines from the song A Piece of Sky from the musical Yentl, and a song that’s meaningful to me as I think about the impact travel has had in my life. The more I thought about it, the more it dawned on me that travel was engrained into my DNA long before I was born.
My spark is my adventurous soul and desire for exploring. For the last twelve years, most of my money and time went towards travelling the world. My best and worst memories are all based on travelling stories. One of my favorite memories was when my friend and I ran out of money while in the Sahara desert. We had to ration the three dollars we had until we travelled to a city and found an ATM.