After finishing the beers and pizzas, we finally called it a night at just gone 4am, agreeing to meet at 10am. Of course the boys didn’t show, so I decided to go out and explore. Plus I was very hungover and in need to liquid and sustenance.
Now here’s a thing – I can actually remember the moment I decided I was going to travel for the first time. I don’t remember all the details, but it was in High School Geography. We had a text book that had a picture of Hong Kong from a hillside. I looked at it and thought “I’m going there”. I turned the page and there was a picture of LA, with the mountains behind. I thought “I’m going there as well”. Continue reading