An Apresada Adventure

Apart from that excursion at the age of 8, I had only been on one other trip away from my home village of Donington. This trip was prompted by my broken heart, and my decision to take a gap year, escape the pit of depression I was in, and find myself in a tropical jungle. I eagerly reviewed my finances, consulted with my mother, and reviewed my finances again. Eventually, I decided to scrap the tropical jungle idea and instead, opt for wild camping in the Scottish wilderness. This was mainly due to the fact that Scotland does not require a passport (much to Scottish annoyance) and wild camping is extremely cheap. For those unfamiliar with wild camping, it is simply a form of being homeless while maintaining some of the luxuries you would find while camping normally at a campsite. unfortunately, the gap year turned into a gap of two weeks and I promptly returned back to my pit of depression.