The Joys of Travelling

Growing up, adventure was always a major part of me. Whether it was attempting to run away with a back pack or running away with a hankie on a stick, this was travel for me. A huge part of my travel experience was with my father. He would often pick me up at school and together, we would go on long drives or weekend breaks just admiring the countryside. My mother had a name for me…she called me Dzvatsvatsva (Globe trotter) as she said I was always up and about. And so began my travel journey…#HappyTravelling #Travelbugdiaries #itchyfeet

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