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It was the first time I consciously know I'm travelling. I was something near twelve years old if I recall it well and my Mom took my sister and I with to go visit her relatives who live in the south of Madagascar. We travelled by car and it was my first time knowing how it felt to look at those amazing landscape in our journey. I can tell you that it was long one. It takes one and half day to arrive to our destination but it was totally worth it. So it was also my first time visiting Toliara. It was a new city, new slang, new sight. I had one of the best time of my life there and I can say that because I've gone to another city since but it can't compare to how felt when I was there. My best memory is when my sister and I got chased by a goose. It was scary and thrilling at once and I look at it as one of my best experience even though it can't be considered as one or IS IT? Then I got to meet my uncles from my mom' side. I cherished those memories of mine because it made me realise that I love THAT feeling. The feeling of seeing something new, knowing something be it a language or a culture, the feeling of being somewhere new and realising that the world is big and there's always a thing, a city, a language and cultures you don't know. And I want to know them all. If someone ask me what is my dream job, I'll say that I want to be like Dora. I WANT TO BE AN EXPLORER.