Wanderlust and adventure - My first travels Part 2

Want a fun cavalcade of travel.
I've done a couple of charter trips in my youth and realised that it doesn't suit me.
Maybe something when you get older.

What different and "odd" trips, internship in the Faroe Islands, flying helicopter and 4 times to Iceland. China, North Cape and Cyprus. Exciting and challenging.
I have made a few charter trips to traditional countries, Cyprus, Mallorca and Austria, but then it has become more on my own. Among other things, diving trips to Thailand, the Philippines, Malaysia and Egypt, where I also served as a guard in the Sinai Desert in the mid-70s.
2 years ago I made an attempt to get up to Kebnekaise but did not make it all the way up, unfortunately. But I will never forget the hike up to Kebnekaise mountain station from Nikkaluokta, 19 km in drizzle and lots of water on the hiking trail.
Not much fun putting up tents and cooking then.

What fun to read! Thank you for sharing! ❤️

Now I have caught up on your travels! Always fun to look at old foton❤️ And you have undeniably travelled to some odd places, one can say, myself, childhood was often spent in Norway with tents and a lot of mosquitoes, fishing was to be done and once we camped next to a pig farm?! Otherwise, I had a pass on the Y-bus from Sundsvall to Stockholm, Stockholm in my ❤️. The first trip abroad was to Mallorca after the ninth grade, we swam, burned ourselves and had a small whiskey bottle in the drawer because you should? A bunch of nice Spanish football guys made the trip complete! After high school it was a year in the USA as an au-pair, the friend made fake IDs that we had in our shoes all the way there? Once there, I unfortunately did not travel much, lack of money, but to Santa Barbara to visit relatives and even a crazy girl's trip down to San Diego it was! Once home again, I studied in Åre and then practiced on Jersey in the English Channel, and it was a fun trip / time! After seasonal work in the Swedish mountains / west coast, I met my dear man❤️ But then I had just been on my second charter trip to Kos and their famous bar street? (The thoughts go to the Swedish guy who died last week?), we made a late trip to Crete 30 years ago, wondering if we should not go there in October and celebrate?! Looking forward to more nice old photos! /Anette

For me, born in 1928 and living in a forest ranger's house in the middle of the
forest (without water, sewage and electricity) until I was 4 1/2 years old, when my father died,
there was no travelling. Moved to the nearest town, Ludvika, where Mother opened a restaurant; never a holiday except for an annual train journey to Stockholm to visit Aunt and Uncle in Stureby for a few days.
Commercial high school in Norrköping, 1945-47. No travelling. Job and apartment in Stockholm. First flight: -48 from Bromma to Visby.
where I met some of my former teammates from IFK Norrköping's handball team. Engagement in 1949 and cycling on Gotland. Engagement
First trip abroad - a boat trip on the Sognefjord with Mother and Sister.
In October the same year, I boarded the m/s Gripsholm in Gothenburg.
and landed in New York. Sponsored by family with relatives in Worcester,
Massachusetts. Worked as a driver and companion for an elderly couple.
Train with the aunt from Providence, Rhode Island, to Tampa, Florida:
return journey by car along the East Coast. Train to Chicago, where I worked at a country club outside the city.
Wanted to see the West Coast, but didn't have much money. Found out that you could drive used cars west and just pay for petrol. Got a car to deliver to a company in Salt Lake City. Stayed in SLC a few days, and got a Cadillac to deliver to Las Vegas. LV had only ONE hotel at that time! Bus from there to Los Angeles, where I arrived around 2am. Bus station at that time of day - scary!
Took the first possible bus to San Francisco, which would be my last stop before travelling home.
January 1953 I met "my destiny" in a boarding house, where we both lived; married in June the same year. Move to the suburbs, baby in August '54 and June '56.
No holiday, because Don, who was a geologist, had field work during the summers, and we were with him. Spent three summers in Lovelock, Nevada,
a SMALL town between Reno and Winnemucka. - Then I was just 30 years old and had not yet returned to Sweden. Didn't happen until 1960.
So yes - those were my first 30 years! Quite different?
Sorry it was so long!

You have probably got the travel with the mother's milk; -) What a wonderful life on the move, also to destinations that are quite far from the charter world if you say so. Fun also that you have always managed to combine benefit with pleasure. Laughed well at the separation in Cyprus - hahaha:-)
Then I must say that Ruth's long fine comment was incredibly exciting to read. I mean she is a little older than you and had completely different conditions than you. What a girl!!!

Travelling between 20 and 30 for me: England, Camberley - work for 6 months. Switzerland, Austria, Italy, France - ski trips and many business trips throughout Europe - not bad at all;-)

Fun and ambitious to scan old photos!

You had many memories hidden there! WHAT fun to read! And to see the old photos! You must have been born with a love of travelling. Tough, that with Cyprus! 😀

I still laugh about my short light blue coat with white short boots and dark blue shorts. I was 22 years old and for the first time on a charter to Spain with a friend. I had just had a baby, which the in-laws were looking after.
The next trip was with the same child, then 2.5, alone to Germany. Another trip to Germany with children 2 and 3 at 30 years old.

There are only possibilities, right 😀?

Flights, lorries and some travel by car. Fun to discover different countries and meet people.