I am 72 years of age and every so often I get itchy feet and take off on a trip around the world for a month or a month and a half. I have been doing this for the last 30 years. When we lived in Canada we made more frequent trips with the whole family to visit relatives in Brazil, but now being so remote here in Australia I probably do it every 3 years.
I like collecting stamps in my passports – I’ve actually been having a long-running competition with my husband to see who can collect the most stamps! He has an advantage as he visits remote areas around the world for his work in geophysical surveys. No fair!
In 2017 I *finally* caught up with him and am ahead of him by 3 countries (for now). My next trip will be in 2020 but won’t get any new stamps. I’m visiting my relatives in Canada, USA, Brazil ( my nephew’s wedding), Spain, England and Italy. They’ll have to do. (Hahaha, kidding!)
I have been travelling since 1976 when I left Brazil. I have lived in Canada, Malta, Iran, Kenya and finally Australia. We came here as a family in 1991 when my husband’s company transferred him to Perth, and ended up relocating here permanently in 1994 after falling in love with the place and selling our house in Brantford, Ontario.
It’s interesting looking back at all of the places I have lived and people I have known. What a variety! My son was born in Iran, my daughter in Kenya, and I feel that they have inherited my yen for travel too. My daughter lived in Japan for a year, apart from her now-husband, teaching English, and my son and his long time partner Toni are currently road-tripping through the US and Canada visiting relatives, and plan to do the same in Europe shortly.
We have received news that some of our family from North America plan to come and see us next year. This makes me SO happy! We are always appreciative of people who make the long trek over to see us. As you know, it’s not just a quick train/plane ride! So we always do our best to make sure our visitors have a great time.
I don’t know how long I will be travelling. As long as I am healthy I guess. I love Perth, I feel like I live in resort town with that beautiful West Coast I can see every day, but sometimes I just get the urge to go and see new places, or visit relatives and old friends. I am lucky to be in a position to do so, and I don’t intend to take it for granted.