8 Things I’ve Learned While Travelling That I Didn’t Learn in School

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School is important. We learn how to read and write, we learn how do math and develop social skills that carry us through life. We make friends, study biology, and try to figure out what we want to do with our lives afterwards. 

School is obviously important, but what about travel? “Not as important as going to school every day, writing those essays on Shakespeare and getting 100% on those standardized tests!” Bullshit. Travel is just as important as school, and I wholeheartedly believe that every single person should step out of their comfort zone and travel. And no, not to that all-inclusive in Mexico.

You will learn something. It may surprise you, it may not, but below are eight things that I’ve learned in my short couple of years travelling that I hadn’t learned in school previously.

I’m A Terrible Blogger…

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There is so much in my head that I want to write about! So many countries and adventures, places that I’ve been and things that I’ve done! I haven’t even touched upon Ghana and the Royal Seed Home, nor my trip to Ireland and Spain with my friends the year before last! Skydiving, mountain climbing, tree top walks, so many museums and art galleries that I want to show people, and I haven’t done it yet.  Because time is a fickle bitch.

My Unfortunate Luck in Airports

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So you’re at the airport, on your way to another world-wind of an adventure to God knows where! You’re all packed and ready to go, and after grabbing your boarding pass and send your checked luggage on its way through to the airplane ahead of you, you’re on your merry way to the security check. 

Oh no. 

Watamolla – A Lesson on Consequences

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Last Saturday was the last day of the week long travel trip with work. 

We had travelled down the southern coast, visiting and working in places like Bega, Eden, Bateman’s Bay, and Nowra. There were so many happy, sandy beaches, a couple beers and ciders, and many a sunburnt nose because of forgotten sunscreen. The people in the small towns we were fundraising in were lovely, and I met some amazing people and heard some fascinating stories. All in all it was a great week.

So Saturday was the last day on our wonderful road trip, and we finally had the entire day to do whatever we wanted with no work commitments. We had a local Aussie in our midst, so he led us (more or less) straight towards the beautiful beach of Watamolla.

Looked At but Not Seen

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Sydney is the first city I have ever lived in. 

Feeling Uninspired and The Travel Blues

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I have been trying for the past week to write a new blog post. I probably have five partially written posts, that in all honesty I don’t like at all. I’ve just been feeling uninspired and I think I have the travel blues. 

A Tentative Plan

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I keep getting asked “So Jenna, what’s you’re plan? You’re just going to hang out in Australia for a year?”

The answer is kind of.

Surprise! I’ve decided to extend my stay here to two years instead of one. 

Britz – The Rental Company From Hell

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It was our last day of the road trip to Melbourne. We were already freaking out because we had to return the truck by 3pm, and at the rate we were going we were going to be late – a $200 fine. Being intelligent, we called Britz – our car company – and asked for another day with the truck. They accepted. So we decided to take a detour.

We were on our way to the Philip Islands go to see some penguins. Apparently, there is a penguin march every night as they climb onto the rocky shores to escape predators. We – Trine, Adam, and I – were all so excited to go see these funny little penguins in the wild.

We were about an hour from the island when it happened.

We were making our slow ascent up a hill in our truck, when the clutch burned out.

Great. 

Before’s and After’s

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In 2011 I left for the trip of a lifetime, as a Rotary Youth Exchange Student to Mol, Belgium.

I had always wanted to travel, and it seemed like the perfect way to do it. It would also look amazing on any university application. So I applied, without my parents knowledge. They actually didn’t know about it until we were on our way to the interview. I never imagined I would be the one chosen from Fort St. John to go that year.

So I arrived in Belgium, at 16 years old, wide eyed and scared. Not knowing a word of Dutch, and wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.