Time travel (how I wish I could)

“The bad news is time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.” – Michael Althsuler

This weekend marks the 30th anniversary of the start of my big overseas backpacking adventure.

On September 9th 1986, at a very tender age, I set off alone into the wild blue yonder.

I had lots of time, and not a great deal of money, to travel the world and experience what I could.

I said goodbye to Mum and Dad and did what many young Australians did in the 1980s – put on a backpack and travelled to the other side of the world with a vague plan to see Europe.

I had purchased a return ticket (which I eventually extended by a month),

I had one friend in England

and not a clue about what to expect on my travels.

Life in Camelot’s ticket to adventure
Life in Camelot’s ticket to adventure

I marvelled at seeing Mother England,

Life in Camelot and a Beefeater at the Tower of London

where the east coast beaches had no sand, just rocks!

Life in Camelot at Snape Moultings in Suffolk, England

Then popped across to the Emerald Isle, which was great craic…

Genevieve & Mary - Ring of Kerry, Ireland 1986 (2)
Life in Camelot and Mary in Ireland

Then I launched myself across the English Channel, alone, and was less than impressed with Paris, or more accurately, with the way I couldn’t communicate with the Parisians.

I stopped off in Nice and Monte Carlo (where I met fellow Australian travellers) and then continued on eastwards to Italy.

Life in Camelot with fellow travellers in Monte Carlo

The journey only got better from there because…

…Italy was gorgeous,

Life in Camelot and Mathew at Trevi Fountain, Rome.
Life in Camelot at the top of St Peter’s Basilica, Vatican.

Greece was marvellous,

Life In Camelot with Michelle and Mike, American backpackers.
Life In Camelot with fellow international backpackers in Santorini.
Life In Camelot at Thira, Santorini

and Turkey was sensational.

Life In Camelot in Turkey
Life In Camelot in Marmaris, Turkey.
Haga Sofia  Istanbul  Turkey - 1986
Life In Camelot in Istanbul.
Genevieve at Turkish Wedding in Izmir  Turkey - 1986
Life In Camelot at Turkish wedding in Izmir
Genevieve at dinner with Erol and friends - Turkey 1986
Life In Camelot in Kusadasi with Australian and Turkish friends.

But the months passed, the northern winter approached and I was getting colder, more homesick and very low on money.

So I headed westward through the same countries and returned to the United Kingdom to travel a bit more (with my fiance who’d flown over to spend Christmas with me) before going home to Sydney, Australia.

Life In Camelot at Loch Lochy, Scottish Highlands
Life In Camelot in Scottish Highlands
Life In Camelot, Aviemore, Scottish Highlands
Life In Camelot, Twickenham, England.

Over the years I have been lucky enough to return to all of those countries, apart from Ireland, but I do plan on returning to them as many more times as I can, as well as all the other countries on my long list.

30 years later I might have a bit more money but also less time to travel as much as I’d like.

I do wish I could travel back in time to relive that wonderful journey with the knowledge I now have, but until that becomes a possibility, I have my photos and more importantly, my memories of my grand adventure.

“Memory is the diary we all carry about with us.” – Oscar Wilde


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