I first got the travel bug at the age of 11 when my father secured a job in Trinidad, West Indies. The journey involved a plane hop to Bermuda (my first experience of tropical weather, smells and the heat hitting you like an oven when leaving the plane)....then it was Antigua, Barbados, and emergency stop during a storm at St. John's. At 13, dad went to work in Kuwait and at the end of the contract we bought an American car and drove home in it, covering Iraq, Jordan, Syria, Lebanon, Turkey, Bulgaria, former Yugoslavia, northern Italy and France. Have recently returned from living in Spain for several years with my husband and son. Now looking forward to some holidays abroad, mainly in the sun, as well as some staycations.