Throwing my rucksack off my back, it hurtled onto the hostel bed.
Now, this is the life, I smiled, already able to tick London and Greece off of my travelling list.
Growing up in Massachusetts, USA, with my mum Susan, 66, and dad Craig, 67, I wasn’t convinced by seeing much of the world.
I was quite happy where I was.
Only, as I hit my 20s, that mindset changed entirely.
I wanted nothing more than to experience what the world had to offer, and what crazy things I could get up to jet-setting across the globe.
When it came to my first European solo-trip in June 2018, I had big plans.
One month packed full of sights to see and new hobbies to pursue.
Although it made my parents nervous, they were happy that I was getting out there and seeing sights.
Touching down in Italy on 20 June 2018, twoI’d booked a room in a hostel in the picturesque village of Riomaggiore.
