Last year I had my birthday breakfast in Odense with my mum (above), followed by a perusing of one of my favourite little towns and then a dinner with one of my favourite cousins, Kurt and his daughter and two grandchildren. It was a very, happy day that involved lots of tea, food, walking and family.
In my life I’ve only had one birthday party (and I was 31!) and one cake (again at 31). But that doesn’t mean I’m not one to celebrate – I am. But my birthday has always been celebrated with adventure – a tradition began by my father. He’s take me into “the big city” for the day (either by coach or train, so exciting!) and we’d have a fancy dinner out and I’d learn the history of every building. So that’s why I associate travel with my birthday and I can’t think of a better way to celebrate. The only downside is that having a birthday in February means that more often than not, snow is involved!
My birthday is in exactly one month and it looks like I’m going to be (unexpectedly!) in Ireland, a place I’ve never been to. I’ll be focusing on the Southwest with a base in Cork then 5 nights in Dublin before heading home.
If anyone has any travel advice for the areas above, please let me know.
(And just to let you know, I’ll be starting a Girls Guide to City Life, Dublin guide shortly!)