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Travel! they said. It will be fun! they said. I mean it was fun in some ways but so challenging in others. Travelling demanded parts of me that I didn't know I had to offer, I had to uncover my many layers of protection that I built up over the years and free myself up to other experiences & worlds. Here’s how it all started; I was at work just thinking to myself, day in, everyday the same mundane activity, hardly any social interaction, just watching the time go by on the big clock until it was time to leave, motivating myself to get up was difficult,& I didn't feel like I was really living just existing , then the idea came to me why not just work abroad? Surely sun, sea & fun will solve all my problems. I applied for a few jobs in Spain & got one for the magical island of Ibiza; I would be there for the whole season...could I handle that? Anxiety set in, I started to think about what could go wrong, but what if it is everything that you have ever wanted? I landed in Ibiza in the pitch black of night, no lights on the roads to see if I was being driven into danger.I made it to my accommodation and met everyone I would be living and working with. First impressions are everything but we all were exhausted from travelling that night...maybe tomorrow. All I knew was that I was ready to start my new life. I woke up the next morning in my lovely new home just seconds away from the beach, I opened my balcony door, exhaled and knew I had made the right decision. Settling in was easy, language barriers aside, the locals were friendly & helpful, everyday felt like paradise and the island was really easy to get around. I went to bed & woke up smiling everyday, work life was good, there was never a dull moment. the housemates became quite close almost like a dysfunctional family. Soon the days & nights blurred together, the island was booming with tourists and we were swamped at work, a full nights sleep was non existent. Life was hectic, suddenly there was no time for self, my life became the job, although very rewarding I often took works problems home. Patience ran thin & tempers were rising, the dynamics in the house changed, we were no longer a family, they tried to bring me out my character & sabotage my job to get me sent home but this was my home now I wasn't going without a fight. I couldn’t let them kill my dream, there was a reason I was here, although I didn’t know it yet.I asked myself when did it get like this? What happened? Rumours & lies were spread, people believed I wasn’t a friend but a foe, I quickly realised there was nothing I could do , I spent a lot of time by myself, processing figuring out what to do next; I loved my new lifestyle and wanted to stay on the island but was it worth it. I went to the magnetic gigantic rock in the sea for answers, I trekked to the highest viewpoint possible & screamed till there was no air left in my lungs, green orbs of light surrounded me ,as I released all my pain and anguish disappeared & I felt contentment for the first time , as the sun went down & the full moon rose, tears of joy fell from my eyes. More people came to the rock, bringing drums & food, they saw me standing alone at the edge of the cliff & insisted I join them. The infectious music began to play as they shared there food with me & we danced until the chill of the night set in. We celebrated the full moon in all its glory & I felt I had found a new tribe, In that moment I knew my next adventures on this island would be with them, it was clear it was not time to leave the island but to leave everything else behind.