A little bit of history

To know where one is going, it is important to know where one is from.

I'm Shona. I'm mid-twenties, work in IT whilst studying criminology part-time, and am in the middle of a divorce. I live in a very pretty but sadly rented house with my beloved partner. No kids (thankfully) and no pets (yet), just an ever-expanding library and a very random garden.

My family has always loved to travel. My paternal grandparents were migrants, my maternal ones refitted a bus and spent ten years taking it around Australia. My father is a recreational pilot and flying instructor, and my mother is a travelling sales rep and scuba diver with a love of tropical waters. I spent about a month per year in my childhood on extended family roadtrips. So as you can imagine, having not left the country in over five years is something I'm finding quite... uncomfortable.

So what is a tied-down traveller to do? Plan, of course.

I've finally found enough time and money for one good trip before I resume a relatively settled life, and it may well turn out to be the most over-planned three weeks in existence. This doesn't mean that I schedule every minute of my time away, but I might draw up more lists than is usually considered healthy. And I'm going to share the process, in the hope that someone else might find some insight in the ramblings of an over-educated but under-experienced wanderer.