Hi there!
Our
Story
It's a big decision to sort your life into four packs and take to the road for a couple of years. But that's exactly what my family and I decided to do.
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Hi, my name is Nic, and together with my husband Dan, we are leaving our home in New Zealand and travelling the world with our two kids, Alex (11) and Abi (9).
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It all started in 2017 when Dan and I were on holiday in Thailand, and we overheard a retired couple talk about how they'd spent six weeks in wherever it was, were spending four weeks there, and were then heading off to spend another six weeks somewhere else. We looked at each other and muttered under our breath: "wouldn't that be nice" (with a bit of eye-rolling and jealousy)! Then, "wouldn't that be nice" with a bit of wonder. Then, it changed to "could we?".
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Two years later in 2019 we had it kind of planned, but at the age of just 42 Dan was diagnosed with bowel cancer after dealing with ulcerative colitis for 18 years, so the idea got shelved while he had surgery to remove his bowel and he adjusted to a different way of living. Two years after that we had it kind of planned again, but this time Covid-19 was the culprit for putting it on hold.
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Then, in June 2022, Dan came home from work and said, "I've made a decision!". "What about?" I asked, "are you leaving me?". "Nope, not today - we're going on our trip this time next year!"
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And just like that, it was back on, but this time a date was set; as Dan said, if he didn't draw a line in the sand, then there was always going to be a reason not to go. Like a global recession, air travel being disrupted/expensive, new countries at war, our kids and their schoolwork and sports, his electrical businesses that he built from scratch, our dog, my houseplants...
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We can always make more money. We can never make more time.
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So, around the world we go!
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We hope to see everything and go everywhere, but budget and time and reality will no doubt reduce our wish list. Yes, it will be challenging, I have no illusions about that! Trying to convince our kids to share a bed if they have to, is nothing compared to telling them they can only take one small cuddly toy.
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There will be arguments. There will be laughter. There will be tears. There will be swear words. There will be mountains and theme parks and castles. There will be vomit and snot and sore tummies.
There will be four packs and us.