I am, I think, currently in Japan. I'm scheduling this post so hopefully by the time you are reading this, I am there.
I first travelled to Japan in August/September 2007 on my gap year. Before then, I'd barely travelled aside from summer holidays with my parents (France, Spain, the usual) and had been out of Europe once to visit family friends in Canada the summer after my GCSEs. Before going to Japan I didn't really understand why people felt the need to travel. If you know me or have read my blog then it's no lie to say that this trip changed my life. I've since clocked up air miles to the US, Dubai, Australia, Morocco, Hong Kong, Taiwan, China and a fair few mini breaks thrown in for good measure.
Back on this trip, I didn't have an iPhone or a fancy camera (these photos were taken with a black and white disposable and a £20 digital camera). There was no Instagram and no worrying about wifi. I was nineteen and didn't realise until halfway through my trip that the legal drinking age in Japan is twenty. I'd yet to meet some of my closest friends, yet to delve into the world of blogging and social media, yet to start university and work and yet to really be an adult despite being almost 20. I mean, I still thought that Bombay Sapphire gin came out the bottle bright blue. Innocent times, my friends.
It's strange to think that this was eight years ago. I hope nineteen year old me wouldn't be too disappointed in how it's all turned out. And I know that twenty-eight year old me cannot wait to re-explore this amazing country, eat its amazing food and try to remember my rather rusty Japanese.
What is your favourite travel memory?