Well what to say about me… Im a 20 year old living in the bipolar city of Melbourne and currently studying science. As this is a blog about travel I should probably tell you why I want to experience what the wide world has to offer, so here goes.

As a child I was lucky enough to travel to a few places including America, Fiji, London and Paris. I want to highlight Fiji in particular. My family and I stayed at the Sheraton Denaru which is a 5 star resort located on the beachfront of one of Fiji’s main islands. We stayed in luxury, waking up to a buffet breakfast and ocean views, falling asleep to magical sunsets and Fijian dancing. On the second last day of my trip, one of the Fijian employees at the resort who served us for breakfast (I forget his name) invited us to his village for a tour. As a kid I had really only experienced suburban life, enclosed by the concrete jungle of the Melbourne metropolis, so this was an eye-opening experience for me. The village itself was only the size of a local football oval and the housing consisted of some small cabins on stilts (and when I say cabins I mean more like something Bear Grylls would whip up if he was stranded in the jungle). There was no electricity, no water, no roads, no lights, pretty much nothing apart from these cabins and the cane fields that surrounded the village. To be honest I struggled to believe how people lived like that.


Looking back on the experience I realise what Pico Iyer sums up perfectly “We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate.” Travel for me is a way of experiencing places and cultures that you can’t find in your own country. It provides wisdom and humility in a way that can’t be replicated by a show or a book. So my reason for travel is to personally discover all the things you can’t find in the media.

The next thing you may be wondering is why Vietnam? My fascination with Vietnam is mainly due my grandfathers, not because they are Vietnamese but because they both fought in the Vietnam war. I still remember many of the stories they told me growing up, so it is a major desire of mine to learn more and visit the country where they risked their lives.



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