It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.

— BILBO BAGGINS.

Hello, my name is Rosie, welcome to my blog. Together with my husband Andy, I am taking a break from my life at home in Poole for 1 year to travel. The idea came about while we were at university, however after we graduated life got in the way and we focused on our careers instead, it was only by coincidence of a job that was as ill timed and ill suited as diarrhoea at your bosses house. We were inspired to revive our old dream and after we tied the knot in a beautiful ceremony surrounded by family and friends, booked a flight out of the country. Our flight left from Stanstead airport and after we had said goodbye to Liz (my mother in law) in the overcrowded car park, we made our way inside the terminal I found myself sat with a chilled glass of crisp, dry white wine in my hand, my heart was full of emotions and my head swimming with questions. What were my motivations for leaving home? Was I just pressing pause on life or would I come home different? Was it fair to ask Andy to leave his job for this? I hope that through my adventures this year I can find my conclusions, and cliché as it sounds, maybe I will discover myself.