After my childhood odyssey from Poland to Australia, I developed an insatiable thirst for travel and a deep-seated curiosity about our vibrant, diverse world. Now, with more than 140 countries imprinted on my passport, I am living proof that a rootless beginning can inspire a life of exploration.
In 1980, at the tender age of seven, my life took an unexpected turn. I was uprooted from my quaint Polish neighbourhood and planted firmly into the vast, sun-baked landscape of Australia. The transition was sudden, thrilling, and terrifying, like a rollercoaster ride you’re too young to fully understand.
From the earliest memories of my childhood, trains have always fascinated me. Their rhythmic rumbles, the hypnotic tracks stretching to infinity, and their promise of adventures in distant lands, have always stirred a sense of intrigue and wanderlust within me.
From the moment my boots hit the well-trodden paths of Wicklow, I knew I was in for an extraordinary adventure. Nestled on Ireland’s east coast, this county, known as the “Garden of Ireland”, offers a diverse landscape that effortlessly blends raw beauty with lush tranquility.