It doesn’t take long for things to get back into full swing.
You may have noticed due the mass of advertising that Fathers Day is just around the corner. Now, for myself, it’s a bit of a non-holiday. Mainly because I haven’t seen my dad in years. All I can really remember is that it was an October. That is literally all I can remember about the date of which I last saw him.
Taking it back to a few months ago. I found my cousin and my second cousin on Facebook and thought that I should add them. Even though my general rule is that I don’t add people on Facebook, I figured that it would take them a long time to actually find me. So I did. The thing is, I never actually got around to contacting them as things got a bit hectic.
And as you probably know I moved back on Tuesday and yesterday I received an message on Facebook from my cousin that my dad wants to me to contact him. So I’m travelling to north west London on Thursday. Should be interesting.
I love travelling, have done so my entire
life. As a kid, I remember mum taking
me and my little brother for long drives.
We didn’t even have a real destination.
We just drove.
And this love grew, the whole experience
of seeing somewhere or something that
I hadn’t before excites more than most
things these days.
I think it’s in my blood. I mean my my
mum and dad moved to England from
Barbados. Which makes me British but
of Caribbean descent. Or on most forms,
My sister moved away also, she now works
on a cruise ship and goes all around the
The family curse as we sometimes refer
to it. An inside family joke as it were.
So, I’m next. And I’ve been doing it.
In November last year me and my
friend Tommi went to Norway, it was
awesome. It wasn’t that planned. I
didn’t even book time off work, but,
did it on the two days I had off.
So Tommi and I went to Oslo [Norway],
which like I said, was awesome. And me
and Tommi decided that we had to see
And so this month was the time for
the adventure. Although this was to
be done by myself [because Tommi
couldn’t make it this time]. This time
I went to Italy [Pisa to be exact]. The
reason for this is that I had been
wanting to go there fro some time.
Travelling on my own was a strange
experience, I mean really. There actually
used to be a time where I wouldn’t go up
to London by myself. And here I was, in
a foreign country where I spoke close
to none of the language. At first scary,
but you nkow what being by myself wasn’t
too bad. It gave me time I don’t usually
Like, for instance, I started writing a short
story whilst waiting in the departure lounge
of Gatwick Airport and in the Airport in Pisa.
But I’ve got a feeling that this story won’t
I may get one of those european train tickets.
And by may, I mean to say if the summer
road-trip doesn’t happen. I will.
Next month and the month after that promise
to be interesting in terms of travelling. I say
this now, I need to see the world. Alone if I
have to, but I will see it.
[has photos of Italy and Norway and alot of other
stuff in all honesty]
[the train ticket I mentioned]
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