People are always asking me what my favourite place I’ve
traveled to is. It’s a difficult
question because everywhere is different.
You won't find these five places in a travel guide or tourist brochure - because they're not tourist destinations.
They are truly authentic places - they are my top five.
They are truly authentic places - they are my top five.
#1. Tasmania, Australia
Tassie
is a small island at the bottom right-corner of Australia. Often forgotten by tourists and Aussies
alike - even left off many souvenir maps - Tasmania offers secluded beaches,
forest-canopy hikes, and some of Australia’s coldest temperatures.
The Bay of Fires, Tassie's West Coast
Personal experience:
I traveled Tasmania in a convoy of campervans. Campervans offer flexibility and
accessibility whilst saving money. We undertook several hikes,
cooked dinner on deserted beaches, and wove our way through some of the most
beautiful scenery in Australia. I highly
recommend traveling by campervan at some point on your trip through Oz.
#2. Fulpmes, Austria
Just a
ten-minute drive (or hour-long bus ride) outside of Innsbruck, Fulmpes is a
tiny town nestled in the Austrian Alps. With a turreted church and lake for
swimming, Fulmpes offers peaceful streets overflowing with natural spring water
spouts and wooden Christ statues. In
winter Fulmpes offers some of the most popular skiing in Europe. In summer travelers can take advantage of the
landscape on incredible hikes.
It is possible to paraglide in any season. Just a few bus stops away is one of the
highest bungee jumps in the world at 192 meters!
Personal experience:
I was lucky enough to find the best hostel I’ve ever stayed at in
Fulpmes. Dave’s Mountain Chalet is run
by a young Brit named (you guessed it) Dave, who will do everything in his
power to make your stay memorable. The
small house-turned-hostel has one beautiful four-bed dorm, a cozy kitchen, a
wooden sauna, a backyard barbeque, a pool-table hang-out room, a
living room with a giant movie screen, a poker room, a self-serve bar, and an
abundance of friends that turn quickly to family.
#3. Singaraja, Bali
North
of the tourist hot-spot Kuta Beach, the district of Singaraja offers you a
unique Indonesia experience. Overflowing
with layered rice fields, crumbling stone temples, and winding mountain roads,
Singaraja is the real thing. There are
no other white people within a 3-hour radius.
It is raw—the poverty, the people, the impression. This is an experience you do not want to
miss.
Personal experience:
For two weeks I lived and volunteered at an orphanage. Narayan Seva is the home of over 40 children
between the ages of 1 and 18. I used a
bucket shower, washed my clothes on the pavement, and gardened in 45 degree
heat without any sort of fan or air conditioning. Working at the orphanage didn’t just change
my perspective—it changed my life.
#4. Beijing, China
Beijing
is not only one of the largest cities I have ever visited—it is also the least
multicultural. As a tall, white, young
girl, I stuck out like a sore thumb. The
tourist attractions of Beijing are all interesting enough (ie. Tianaman Square,
the Great Wall, the Summer Palace) but for me the real experience came with the
culture. China is still under a
communist regime. I had never before
been banned from Facebook, google, and my own blog.
Personal experience: My family and I went to China on an educational exchange, granting us access into a high school. A soothing voice came over the intercom twice a day while the children massaged their temples. The children were incredibly intelligent. They studied long and hard. What really impressed me was their basketball skills--man, those guys could jump!
#5. Miltenburg, Germany
A
small, quiet, cobblestoned-town, Miltenburg houses the oldest hotel in
Germany. Miltenburg is a blast from the
past with silent Sunday streets and friendly townsfolk I felt as if I was
walking through a postcard from the 1950’s, and when I found one to purchase,
the shopkeeper gave it to me for free as an early Christmas present. Such is the attitude of German people—and
they are the sole reason why I love their country.
Personal experience:
Although Miltenburg’s Weihnartmakrt was the smallest I experienced, it was
also the first, creating a special attachment for me. Just like any other small town in Germany, it
boasts wooden stalls selling small crafts, hot wine, and homemade alcohol. Walking down the stone streets as snow dusted
my footprints was a surreal experience.
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