”To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” - Oscar Wilde
"It is impossible to resist its Andalusian charm, the flamenco, tapas, wine and sun. I love it! Maybe I’ll never ever return home."
"I’ve never really told my family about my passion for travel as I don’t think they would understand. My parents still see me as a little girl, not as a grown woman."
"Mel and I lay on the beach and talked about life, swam and surfed constantly, met new friends and generally made the most of living in such a magical spot for a short moment in time."
"I grew up in a farming community which makes it difficult for my parents to travel during the lengthy growing season, but they always seem to make time for it. To date, I’ve been fortunate to visit five continents with my mom and four with my dad."
“With each day and experience our confidence grew and we thought we were invincible. Look at us – we were killing this travelling thing, nothing could possibly go wrong! Or could it?”
“They told us that they were actually going to the desert in two days time to stay at a small hotel one of their cousins worked at. They planned to go out on camels, visit Bedouin settlements in the middle of the desert, sleep under the stars and eat lovely traditional food.”
"I returned home and sold my store and planned to move to Australia for a year. This was one of the biggest decisions of my life so far. But even though I felt nervous, I felt very alive."
"Each evening we sat down with iPads, tea, maps and guide books, and figured out the route for the next day. In those 10 days we saw so many incredible things that I never ever expected when first setting off."
"It was a pretty rainy day so we nearly cancelled, thinking it might be too slippery; this was my first sign that maybe this wasn’t just a hard walk."
“There was this wooden temple where everyone went to let go of their hurt. At the end of the week, the walls were jam packed with love notes to lost ones and forgiveness notes to themselves. I was moved to tears by the end of it."
“We all wake much later than expected following our evening at Craggy Range. I blame the exhausting bike-ride. The others blame the three bottles of wine we had at dinner.”
"It's a jawdropping place, with colourful villages clinging to a steep green coast above the crystal-clear Ligurian Sea, but that's not what made it so special."
“On our first night I was so tired from the 33hr door to door travel but I just wanted to cram it all in. Times Square, yellow cabs, hot-dog stands and sky-scrapers that made Auckland buildings look like match-sticks.”
Thank you for visiting! Here you will find a collection of travel stories from women around the world. We post new ones each week and every one is as unique and varied as the next. Enjoy!