If you've stumbled upon my little blog, allow me to introduce myself!
My name's Faith and I'm a 19-year old girl from the Netherlands, born and raised. Both my parents are from China, making me 100% Chinese by blood, but deep in my heart I'm a Dutchie. So, I was raised bilingually; I speak Dutch and Cantonese-Chinese (I say this even though my Chinese sucks, oops). Maybe it's the fact that I was raised with two completely different languages that caused this, but over the years I discovered that I had quite the skills for learning new languages. English has always been rather easy, and I loved French from the moment I started. In my second year of secondary school, I was juggling 7 different languages at once; Dutch, Chinese, English, French, German, Latin and Greek. However, that didn't last long. I quickly dropped Latin and Greek because they were just too hard to handle for me. And even though I'm not fluent in French and German, I am able to understand parts of it, if you just give me a little time to figure it out. Now, five years later, I'm about to add Spanish to the list and I'm creating a blog fully in English, so bear with me if I make any grammar/spelling mistakes or if I mix up British-English and American-English, I'm only human!
With my huge interest for languages, I think it's safe to say that's one of the main reasons why I've come to love travelling. But there are so many other valuable reasons too. Even though I can't remember it, my first time on a plane was when I was two years old. My grandparents on my mother's side are still living in China, so I visit them whenever I can, about every few years. Until about age 14, I hadn't gone to any other countries other than Belgium, China and France. After that, something inside me switched, and I asked my parents to take me to other countries. So in the summer of '13, we went to the UK for the first time. I had a great time, but I think my love for travelling really started on a school trip to Paris not long after that. See, the thing is, whenever I went on holiday with my parents, they booked us a guided tour. I absolutely loathed them and it ruined most of the experiences for me. On the Paris trip, my teacher obviously showed us around, but we had more freedom. We weren't stuck to a tight schedule. I discovered the exhilirating feeling of exploring on your own and I fell in love with it. That was only a couple years ago. Since then, I've been to Switzerland, Italy, Paris again, Los Angeles, plus I've spent a beautiful 8 months in New York (which I will tell more about later!).
The world is so huge and there's so many more places for me to wander around. I'm absolutely gutted at my younger self for not pushing my parents earlier to take me to different countries, but I'm not too bothered about it. It just means I can go out and travel more on my own right now. I'm already saving up for my next adventure.
Travel is one of my biggest passions, I could tell you so much more and I will. But that's not the only thing I'll be writing about. This blog captures my life, my thoughts, my experiences, my dreams and aspirations.
I hope you'll stick by me as I jump aboard this train. Next stop; to be announced.
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