I was.Īt the time I was the owner of a Personal Training Facility, and at the ripe old age of 25, I was doing pretty well for myself.īut during that Bintang on the beach, something changed.įast forward 6 months and I had sold it all to travel the world. I was sitting on a beach in Bali (HAAAAAAA). ![]() Happy Travels and thank you in advance to all who read, comment or follow my blog.Explore Stronger has been an idea, partly incepted, since 2018. Without the bad times we cannot appreciate the good… and most of the time, disaster goes hand-in-hand with an EXCELLENT story! But I truly believe that, for every sad moment in my life, there will be a happy one to replace it in the future. Over the years, I have had my heart broken countless times: by men, by friends and by the things I have seen in the world around me. When the world looks bleak, this is an unbeatable combination! Getting “Hangry” (Hungry and Angry) is my one serious downfall (easily solved by a snack – seriously, it’s like magic).Īnd yet, I am certain that all of my problems can be solved by sunshine, a run and a skinny vanilla latte from Starbucks. I am no fun to be around when I am hungry. Even the thought of picking favourites stresses me out… I am incredibly indecisive and I don’t have an all-time favourite anything. My friends believe I would most definitely die of dehydration locked in a room full of unopened Dasani bottles… In fact, I often have trouble opening water bottles on my own. I consider myself independent and strong: in every sense of the word except physical. Both my doctor and I are amazed I haven’t caught some sort of deadly parasite over the years… *knock on wood * I will try anything once: snake blood and homemade whiskey in Vietnam, barbequed scorpions from a food stall on the streets of Bangkok, or even sketchy-looking street meat from dirty stalls at a bus stop in rural India. I love to laugh and drink wine and eat and cook. Travel is the driving force of my life.Īpart from traveling, I love food. I find myself endlessly curious about new cultures and new people. Yes, I have to admit it: I’m addicted to travel. That was a lifelong goal of mine…) From Africa, we flew to Delhi and endured the trials and tribulations of India and Sri Lanka before going our separate ways home. We saw the great migration in Tanzania, swam in the Devil’s pool at Victoria falls, cage-dived with Great white sharks and I finally completed a lifelong goal: riding bareback on an ostrich. My Kiwi companion and I toured from Kenya southward through 8 African countries and ended up in Capetown. The two of us ticked off 8 new countries and spent an excruciating total of 336 hours on busses.Īfter returning home, it took me five days to pick my next trip: Africa and India. ![]() ![]() Adam and I witnessed the colourful Brazilian Carnaval, floated down the Amazon River on a cargo ship with only hammocks to sleep in and spent 4 days hiking the Inca trail, in the rain, to see Machu Picchu. ![]() The next year I spent 4 months trekking the continent of South America with my friend Adam (also the start of this blog). We lost ourselves in the sandy islands of Thailand, watched the red sun rise at the Full Moon festival and immersed ourselves in the hospitable culture of Southeast Asian locals. I spent a few months backpacking the infamous “banana pancake” trail of South East Asia with my friend Caitlin. Next it was festivals: Guinness’ 250 th birthday in Dublin, drinking beer in smoky tents at Oktoberfest and pub-crawling the historic cobble-stoned alleys of Prague.Īfter two trips to Europe I was eager for more. Next thing I knew I was careening around the UK with one of my besties, drinking Guinness in pubs across Ireland and desperately trying (and failing) to understand the accents of chatty old men on the streets of Edinburgh. It all started out innocently: a month long Archaeology course in Greece during my third year at Uni. Hello, my name is Hilary and I’m addicted to travel.
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