Travelling in your 30s: Why it’s never too late to take a gap year
Once upon a time, gap years were seen as a ‘pre-university’ rite of passage. A year of backpacking on a shoe-string budget through Southeast Asia, fruit picking in Australia, drunken nights and hostel dorm rooms. Or, so I’ve heard, because I never actually took one. It wasn’t until Andrew and I were approaching our 30s that we set off on our own trip and nearly...