Today I completed my 14th walking tour of Rome, my favourite historical city, feeding my passengers historical facts, quirky tidbits and a whole lot of gelati. While I was walking around, feeling quite at home in the tourist-lined streets, it hit me again how amazing it is that this is my life. I have been to so many amazing places and have created so many friendships that I sometimes have to pinch myself to remember that it’s real. Dropping off passengers next to the Louvre is a casual Monday, and partying the night away in the majestic city of Prague is just ‘that part of the trip’. On a daily basis I get to show people around some of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been to and immerse them (and myself) in cultures that are fascinating, hectic and sometimes utterly ridiculous. It’s more than I could ever have dreamed of.
On top of that, I’m part of a new family. My Topdeck family have become closer to me than many I’ve known for years and it’s bittersweet to think our time together is coming to an end. We have shared experiences that no one could ever begin to comprehend and I will always love them and miss them on the road. I know though, for most, this heaven of mine is only a temporary step in their lives. I have many miles to go before my wandering thoughts will settle on one place.
However, for all it’s glitz, glory and fun, my chosen path has forced me to make sacrifices and I hope that these will not haunt me later on. My choices, like everyone’s, are sometimes hard to deal with and I’m not going to lie - I have had moments where I’ve wished I was on the other side of the world in an instant or been free to pursue relationships with the knowledge that I’ll still be in the same city in two days time.But at the end of the day, I’m not sure that future is one that is intended for me.
All I know is that for now, I’m happy. And that’s all that matters.