The wanderlust continues with a trip to Venice booked for next March.
I’m already excited but scared that my lack of balance means I will wobble out of a water taxi into a canal making a holy show of myself in the process.
So, there’s a plan for Venice. I have seven months to work on the dodgy balance. This means stairs without hand rails, standing on one leg a lot and joining in at adventure playgrounds while the circus trained monkeys put me to shame.
Adventures aren’t always about getting on a plane. They can be about getting out of your head and expanding your comfortable zone by using the body you were born with.