“The world cracks open for those willing to take a risk.”
— Frances Mayes
With only a month until graduation, life remained open. Doors had closed. Countless teaching jobs had been applied for and subsequently rejected from. I started to question (i.e. lament) the (im)practicality of an English degree…
But then an invitation from two good friends: “Come to London with us!” In a matter of three days, I accepted and haven’t looked back since. With six months of living in London behind me, I then made my way to the antipodes of New Zealand. Whether working as a receptionist in Christchurch, bartending in Queenstown, or waitressing in Wellington, I had a chance to get to know the country and see just how much it has to offer.
As much as I loved my time down under, I’m thrilled to now be back in Mother England, working on a Master’s in Travel Writing from Kingston University. These words from a wide-eyed wanderluster are my thoughts as I make the world my backyard.
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