In my wildest dreams: around the world on a Vespa

I would love to go backpacking around the world on a Vespa.  Not just any Vespa, a baby blue one and a pink helmet.  It would have a little baby basket for my daughter and I would buy her a matching pink helmet and a faux leather jacket with cute skulls and crossbones on it.  My husband who will probably tell me I am totally crazy for saying this will join us but on a more macho macho ride, because he would probably murder me in cold blood if I suggest a black vespa for him.  We would visit different countries and experience different cultures.  My ever so practical brain says the best way to fund such a trip would be to blog about it and find a couple of sponsors.  We would read more because we would watch no television, we would make friends with the locals and try out the food and everything else.  We would break out of our comfort zone and live life to its fullest.  We would visit flea markets and attend local concerts.  We would definitely try out the local cuisine and wear the clothing of the locals.  Since we would be backpacking we won’t really buy anything so our only souveniers will be the pictures we take and the videos we shoot.

I could go on forever, from the places I’d love to see and the things I want to try, but there’s a load of washing that needs to be hung out to dry, back to the realities of my life.

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