On 20th August I started the 36 hour journey to the country that I said I’d never go to.
Its the home of the worlds most deadly animals and being the scaredy cat I am, before becoming ill I had no intention of tempting fate. The animals were no longer my biggest fear, leaving my parents and travelling half way across the world was. Leaving my safe haven was what was worrying me, In my house I can move about freely I know where to hold on to and where I can let go and walk freely. So whenever I go and stay anywhere, I hate it cause I lose that freedom of getting up and going where I’d like to.