I got the travel bug back in 2007 when I spent a month in Peru with a group from school. It was the first time I had gone to a country where I didn't stay in a hotel with a pool for two weeks, it was the first time I saw a substantial glimpse of the country I was staying in. From there I was hooked. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to get away to anywhere overly interesting since then, and as a result all my travel angst has built up and up. That's where next year comes in.
Next year I will finish university, the real world will be looming and so I will be running the other way, hands firmly clasped over my ears. My meander is initially set to last around ten or twelve months but hopefully you all like my blog enough to keep me in funds out there for longer.
T-Minus ten months.
Cusco in Peru or King Tuts in Glasgow.