Hi! I’m Michael, the Twenty-Something Scouser.
After three pretty tough years at university, I graduated with a degree in Marketing in 2015, but I found that my mind never stopped thinking and analysis things in the way that university life had trained me to do. I also found that a lot of the time after graduation, I’d be creating a travel scrapbook, or a designing a leaderboard for a competition in work, or making posters for mythical events on Photoshop just as a way of channeling some of my creativity. After a little bit of encouragement from one of my marketing lecturers, I decided to create this blog as somewhere that I can journal my thoughts and create content while giving myself the opportunity to share such ponderings and ideas with others. So here I am, with my very own piece of the internet that I can use as I wish – what a wonderful feeling.
I’ve always had a strong sense of wanderlust and a desire to just go to new places, get lost, and explore, then come home and tell my tales to anyone who’ll listen to them. When I was little, my mum bought me a sticker book atlas from a school fair, and I don’t think I’m exaggerating in saying that it didn’t leave my side for about three months. I was completely obsessed with the flags, the maps, and the place names. I would take it to my Nan’s house every Sunday afternoon and tell her random facts like the population of New Zealand, or the capital city of Yugoslavia (it was the early nineties!). I guess, thankfully, that obsession never left me, and instead just grew more and more intense until I was at a stage where I could actually act on it and book a flight somewhere.
After coming back from my first ‘grown-up’ adventure visiting The Netherlands in 2008, I made a deal with myself that I would make it my life’s ambition to visit each and every country in Europe. The next couple of years were spent juggling college or university assignments with notebooks full of routes and scribblings detailing how to travel from one place to another on mainland Europe. A break from studying was often spent on TripAdvisor message boards reading about such things as entry requirements to Transnistria, or the best way to get from Macedonia to Kosovo. Quite amazingly, after eight years of dedication, I was fortunate enough to complete my goal in September 2016 when I went to Iceland at the age of 25. The feeling I got when I landed at Keflavik airport is almost indescribable; to have finally finished what I set out to do, having trekked across Europe from Albania to the Vatican City, and all that is in between, was just incredible.
Thankfully, that burning desire to break free from real life, even just for a few days, hasn’t gone away, and since visiting Iceland, I’ve ventured to Canada, the United States of America, and Israel. There are still many cities and landmarks in Europe that I want to visit, but I’m ready to broaden my scope and start collecting passport stamps from outside of my home continent too – those three are just the beginning!