In January I hopped on a plane to the other side of the world for four months. All on my own.

When I was away I did meet a lot of people who were older than me that said "oh I couldn't do what you're doing when I was eighteen" and a lot of people saying "you're so brave" but for me I was always going to go travelling before I went to University so I couldn't always understand what they were talking about. And I also met plenty of people my own age - some in pairs, some solo - that had the same mindset so we clicked instantly, which is a pretty cool feeling.

So this post is my experience of being solo, a girl and only eighteen on the other side of the globe.

Kiwi Adventures: Auckland & Hot Water Beach & Waitomo

I've finally got a bit of time (and wifi!) to do a little update as to what I've been doing for the last few days since arriving in New Zealand.

I landed in Auckland about mid evening as all my flights were delayed and, after I managed to find some dinner, I went back to my hostel to sleep and was a bit unnerved at how unsociable my röoom was! I was suddenly questioning what the hell I was doing.

and so the adventure begins...

Today is the day that I set off travelling, on my own, for One Hundred and Three Days.

I'm so excited and nervous and scared all at the same time that I can't work out what to do with myself. I'm packed and hopefully I've remembered all the important things because remembering everything would be a miracle!

I've probably just go to the airport at the moment - oh the joys of scheduling!