Well Dressed Traveler

I've always been a homebody. Craving security and comfort, the knowledge that my friends and family are around to help if something goes wrong. I enjoy the familiar, and I'm almost petrified of the strange. I've only done a tiny smidge of traveling in my life. Twice to Melbourne and three times to Bali. Bali is the only foreign country I have visited, and the place has pretty much been taken over by Aussie culture. It's still *different* but not exactly the sort of place you go for an adventure. Travel is pretty terrifying when you think about it. You're in a new place, with a different currency, language, customs, food. You can easily do something wrong and embarrass yourself. It's almost impossible to blend in with the locals. You can be conned or mugged and be taken advantage of.  But they say that everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of fear. & that life begins at the end of your comfort zone... Everyone seems to be catching ...