The 'un-hibitions' of travel

I would never chat to strangers in the street in Brisbane. I would never stand up and dance and sing in a public place for no reason. I would never get tipsy on pina coladas and then go shopping.

This is why I love travel.

At home, in our natural environment, we are firmly in our comfort zone, and trapped by the inhibitions we have created for ourselves. Whether it’s social expectations, friends and family, fear of humiliation, laziness, or just the comfort of a settled routine – we’re rarely uninhibited.

Travelling? It’s like a free pass to do whatever the hell you want, feel, or have a vague inclination to try.

Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not like I do anything too crazy. I’m still me, but possibly a version of myself I like better. Someone who’s a little bit free-er, a little less worried, and a little more uninhibited. Even on the dance floor – when I’m in Puerto Rico, I honestly dance like nobody’s watching. And I have an absolute fucking ball.