If you’re wondering where I’ve been this last little while, I should firstly apologise for not letting you know sooner.
About four weeks ago, I made a spontaneous decision to go travelling in Europe for seven weeks. I had barely been out of Australia before, I needed some excitement and something to challenge me, and circumstances were such that it felt like “now or never”. Ten days later, with the encouragement of my big brothers, and the rest of my family and friends, I was on the plane.
I had no plan, I’d previously never really put thought into travelling, so I didn’t know what I wanted from it, or what I expected.
So far, I’ve been to London, Amsterdam, Luxembourg, Paris, Bordeaux, Biarritz, and I’m currently in Valencia. What I’ve learnt about myself is that travelling is about the people and the culture. I saw some monuments, but usually found myself wondering about the point of it all. It was the interractions with locals, having them tell me about their lives, and show me around, that is making my trip meaningful and worthwhile.
One of the incredible highlights, a perfect example of the above, and the closest I’ve come to a gig in my time away, was walking into a music shop in Bordeaux and kinda pleading with the guy who worked there to let me play and sing for a bit because I was missing my guitar back home in Australia. He was generous enough to let me play for a few minutes. I ended up staying for two hours. It’s these kind of moments that make life so special, that inspire songs, and that, above all, remind me of how beautiful and kind people can be.
If you’re reading this, and you want me to play in Spain, Italy or the UK, if you know someone who does, or if you can suggest somewhere for me to see some amazing new music, please write to me!
Meanwhile, I’ll be exploring a part of this world and its people, and looking forward to getting my hands on the next guitar I see