TRUE TRAVEL TALES

How I Designed My Lifetime Dream of World Travel

The adventure began before I even boarded the plane

I wasn’t sure why I’d chosen India — maybe India had chosen me. Yoga had become part of my routine and curiosity about its birthplace, or simply the allure of its famous hippie beaches, had drawn me in.

Either way, here I was, boarding a plane. Alone. Heading straight for Mumbai with a one-way ticket.

What the hell am I doing? Am I actually insane?

As I shuffled up the aisle, scanning the row numbers, memories whirled of the frantic planning, farewell parties and minor panic attacks that had led me here.

Turning a dream into reality

Three months earlier in London, the notice period was ticking down on both my job and my flat. This was a countdown I could get behind — not the biological clock we’re taught to fear, but to the global exploration I’d longed for since my teens.

Glancing at , I thought about the kind of experience I wanted. After all, there are endless ways to see the world and a limitless buffet of experiences to have along the way. Normally, I’d pile my plate high, but this time I wanted to be more discerning.