Travel Priorities: Finding the Largest Turban in the World. Tick.

Travel Priorities: Finding the Largest Turban in the World. Tick.


I am Shennae and my story starts much like that of many others: I am a 25 year old, with big travel dreams and a finite amount of money. I have finished an undergraduate degree but am reluctant to keep studying straight away, or work in a redundant job. I love my country but there are so many more to see.

So I left.

Growing up in New Zealand but having family that lived elsewhere meant I got a taste for travel young. My first major trip was to spend a year studying in Argentina in 2007 as a bright-eyed, and excitable 17 year old. I loved it so much I didn’t want to leave. I spent the next year working in a winery in my hometown to save money to go back, this time exploring Chile, Bolivia and Peru. The colour and passion of South America has imprinted itself on my soul and I found myself back there again in 2010, dancing my little heart out to the beats of carnival in Salvador, Brazil.

After finally graduating (BSc in Biotechnology and Spanish, in case you were wondering) and with Angelo’s visa coming to an end we were faced with battling the bureaucracy of NZ Immigration once more or leaving the country in search of some serious adventure. It wasn’t a hard choice.

So, the Big Trip began in June 2013, in Thailand, and ended 15 months later, in Italy – at Angelo’s house, eating pizza.

In our quest to cross from Asia to Europe overland we ate (what we hoped were vegetarian dishes), drank (when we could afford it), and trekked (when there was no other transportation) our way through the following countries:

Thailand – Laos – Myanmar – India – Nepal – China  – Kyrgyzstan – Uzbekistan – Turkmenistan – Iran – Turkey – Greece – Italy

But, unfortunately for me, I had to skip Turkmenistan and Iran and fly (shhhh…) straight to Turkey as Central Asian visas turned out to be a bit of a nightmare – especially since we had just (for the first time in a year) decided on a final arrival date – and as Murphy’s Law would have it, my visas took far too long to arrive. We ran through Greece in a matter of days, and turned up on the (not so sunny) shores of Italia just in time for me to start work in the picturesque Montepulciano area, making wine and living the Tuscan dream.

I hope all the roads are this impressive...

I hope all the roads are this impressive…

I have a dry and super sarcastic sense of humour. I love stereotypes. I love telling stories. I love food, but I hate avocado (yeah, yeah, I know). I love laughing. I like to talk in accents and pretend I know what animals are thinking. I don’t take myself very seriously and I like my stories to reflect all these things.

Follow me on this open ended adventure! I have no idea where I’ll end up…


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