Before everything changed, I used to be a person who travelled. Three years ago, I couldn’t have imagined a world where we all stayed put, without keeping up to date with airline sales, making plans to see friends overseas or trying to dodge a crowd of cruise ship passengers every day of the summer. It’s unclear if things will ever go back to how they once were, and if they don’t, is that really a bad thing?
I have always had a deep interest in doing and seeing things I have never experienced before. At school I remember poring over the UNICEF book Children Just Like Me, which showed how children lived in each country of the world. I imagined what it would be like to be a boy in New York who lived in an apartment, or a girl who collected water with her mother in Botswana and was afraid of camels. Someone who was the same age as me but liked playing soccer and just happened to live near the Great Pyramid of Giza.
