I love the travel sceptics. I adore them. They're my inspiration. They would get the dedication in any book I wrote. They make me what I am today.
Why? Because I'm the kind of person who doesn't take well to disbelief. When I mention places I want to go to and get that funny reeeeally with the raised eyebrow in reply: well, that's what makes me go. One of the only reasons I can actually motivate myself to go anywhere is to prove wrong any doubters. Shut up, you. I'll totally go! Look, I'm finding tickets on my phone right now! So nerr!
The issue, of course, is that most of my friends are way too lovely. I've got no reason to go anywhere when you're all so supportive! I'm too lazy to motivate myself! So I've starting creating my own little travel sceptic. I keep him locked away in my head until I start to daydream about another trip. And then I bring him out to tell me I can't do it. Go on, buddy. How much do you want to bet me I can get there within a month?
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