House of Travel Content Specialist
As a self-confessed travel addict, the majority of my wage, time and daydreams are spent seeing as much of the planet as my pay packet will allow. My love for a good jaunt may have been brought on by an inquisitive mind, but I am more inclined to think it was induced by several childhood holidays spent in a rain-lashed caravan. Up a mountain. On a farm. In Britain. Bored.
Nothing will make you want to see more of the world than a field full of cow pats.
I dreamt of Fijian beaches and Brazilian fiestas; Mongolian gers and Great Walls, until one day I was old enough to shake off the shackles of infancy and venture off to see it all. And I haven't stopped since.