Dreaming of India

Hello everyone

So this is my first official topical blog post. I wanted to kick it off on a subject I feel extremely passionate about, and I know many others my age do too; travel. I've done my fair share of travelling, both in my line of work and also personally. That being said, I still haven't done nearly as much as I would have liked. I've done a few longer trips, you know the typical 'I need to go off and find myself' kinda thing, and I've done a lot of shorter trips too. Basically, my life ambition is to see as much of this world as physically possible in my life time and I'm working towards that everyday.

India isn't the first place I travelled to, but it is my favourite. There is absolutely no way I can cover this unbelievable country in one post so I'll start with why I went.

I was 21 when I first went to India, and I was terrified. I had spent the six months in between booking and travelling reading a book called 'A Girls Guide to India' which I would thoroughly recommend (link below). As entertaining and informative as reading this book was, it scared the living daylights out of me. Not only was it the first time I had travelled long haul without either a) my family or b) my then boyfriend, it was fricking India…

I'd endured months of 'aren't you scared about the insects?', 'aren't you scared about getting pick-pocketed?' and the most popular, 'aren't you scared of getting the shits?' The answer was yes, I was scared of all those things. I was afraid of getting malaria, I was scared of getting into an accident, and being an IBS sufferer there was a very real fear there of getting the shits on an 8 hour train journey with no toilet paper (my amazon search history reveals a time this fear got really real when I searched for adult diapers… no I didn't purchase them, but they did end up in my basket at one point so I was close.)

There are so many misconceptions of India, which I didn't really realise the full extent of until telling people I was going there myself. What drew me there was the colour, the food, the animals, the scenery, the music. It is a magical place, which was confirmed by my visit there. When I packed up my rucksack, said goodbye to my family and my boyfriend, my anxiety was at an all time high. I sat on that Emirates A380 looking out of the window wondering if I'd ever make it back. That was genuine. But I thought about how proud I would be, how different I would be… that's what made me go.

I was dissatisfied with my life at the time. I had just finished my degree and my financial situation meant that even though I had worked through university and come out with a job at the end, I had to move back home. This was a big dent in my pride. I had made something of myself at university, I'd broken away from the small town I grew up in and I'd become a more confident person by a mile. But I was back there where I started, working a zero hour contract job in a care home which although rewarding, wasn't getting me anywhere. I know there will be so many people out there that have been in a similar situation as that. Getting a 'proper job' after uni is hard and you feel defeated, it feels like a waste. I needed to go somewhere and do something with my life. I left myself completely broke, but I was getting on that plane if it killed me. (I'm also scared of flying so that was a very real scenario in my mind. My logic was that at least my debts would be written off.)

I'm going to leave this one here, because I want to spend so much more time talking about my time in India; sharing the unforgettable stories and photographs and journal entries from my trip. Hopefully I've wet your appetite for a bit of travel talk, and I'll fill you in soon 🙂

A Girls' Guide to India – A Survivor's Handbook https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/0755210867/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_tai_KRYDzbMAQ18SG

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Hello everyone.

First of all I want to thank everyone for reading this blog. I've blogged before, I love writing. But this is something new to me. I want to talk about real things. I want this blog to be everything that I would wish to find when searching online; a place to read about things that would reassure me, a place to read about things that other people go through, to open my mind to the struggles as others, and finally a place to just chill out. To read about travel, interior design, beauty, fitness, food. All of that, all in one place. And a place I could discuss all of this with others, like minded people and people with different views to my own. That's what the internet is about, right? Creating, learning and broadening your horizons?

Maybe there are people who won't agree with me. I'm sure there will be. But I also hope there will be people who share my viewpoint and thing we need more of this. There are millions of people online already talking about the same stuff, so why should you read my blog? Well, everybody is different. Everyone sees the world in a different way and as far as I'm concerned the more we share and the more we experience, the more we will grow.

I look forward to writing this, and I look forward to sharing it with you all.