I was quite young when I first travelled overseas. It was 1990, I was only 18 and I flew to Germany from Australia to compete in a sport I loved, before spending 3 months backpacking Europe and the UK.
 
I met 100’s of wonderful people on that trip, walked a gazillion steps per day, lived on baguettes and bananas and had the time of my life.
 
It prompted me to go again a few years later, this time with a working visa, where I travelled loads more, met my husband and eventually lived, worked and travelled to dozens of places, raising our  beautiful, international family.
 
But what if I’d never taken that leap? I can’t begin to imagine and I don’t want to.
 
How about you?  Did you have a Cliff Jumping moment?
Do you ever wonder where you’d be now if you hadn’t leapt and trusted the net would appear?
It’s a pretty wild thought.
 
Cliff Jumping is one that pulls you in to all the happy memories.
 
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