About me pages are notoriously difficult to write. After I wrote “my name is Eliza and I travel with my boyfriend Jarrad” I felt lost (and bitterly disappointed in my lack of creativity). I feel like I’m supposed to use this page to inspirationally write about my burning passion for travel, but I refuse. Firstly, I don’t think you’re stupid enough not to realise I must enjoy travelling if I’m writing this blog, and secondly because I don’t LOVE travel.
I’m Eliza. I’m anxious. I’m shy. I’m curious. I’m nerdy. I believe that the world is shaped like a ball so you can play with it (which is something I profoundly copied from my friends T-shirt).
I love nature and places and people. And cheese. And laughing at people who believe in horoscopes.
And did I mention cheese? Actual travelling is stressful. I still sometimes get anxious before making a phone call, grasping the phone in my sweaty palm and breathing deeply to mentally prepare myself. Suffice to say the travel part of travelling sometimes makes me want to run away and hide.
If I’m in a restaurant and I fall in food love with an item on the menu that I can’t pronounce; sometimes I just won’t order it. Even if it’s really cheesy! There was a particularly delicious haloumi dish on an Indian menu that I didn’t order once.
For days later I regretted it so much I had halouminations.
My point is that I actually get quite anxious during travel. I hope that in some small way this blog inspires somebody out there who is equally scared of…well…life… to just go out and live it anyway.
Anxiety makes travel hard, but travel has the power to make anxiety easy. Don’t let fear stop you experiencing life.
I’m a geologist by profession, and holy schist I love it. Rocks rock. I scan the horizon for rock outcrops when I travel and I’m accumulating a hefty rock collection. Unfortunate souls who offer to help lift heavy boxes for me when I’m moving house often ask sarcastically if there are rocks in there, and I have to embarrassingly exclaim “of quartz!” It’s normally at about that time that somebody just punches me in the face for saying too many lame puns.
It’s not my intention to forgo my profession for a lifetime of travel. I want to explore everywhere, but would probably go mental if I didn’t have something scientific to use my brain for. Jarrad is a geophysicist. We studied the same things at university but much to my disappointment he gets a smarter sounding job title. I resent him for it. Right now we’ve both quit our jobs and sold our cars in the pursuit of an adventure. We’ll go back to them, but we’ll never stop travelling.
Basically we’re just two travelling twenty-something year olds who wander around the world freaking out because we have no idea what we’re doing. Maybe if you read this blog you’ll have more of an idea than we did. Maybe you won’t though.