I started full time employment 2 days after my 16th birthday, I worked for a high street bank, its was good, I enjoyed it, but it was at the time a lot of high street branches were closing and going over to a head office, my branch was one of those, we were moved to Battersea south London, it got boring, so on the anniversary of my 5th year I handed my notice in.
I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I had just got £7k insurance payout from a car crash that I was in, so I thought that would tie me over for the time being, and I thought about a holiday, then I thought about a year out back packing around Europe, how hard could it be? So I started planning,
I was going to go by Eurostar, from Waterloo, into Paris, then around France, through to Italy, up to Switzerland, germany, then Finland, Sweden and Denmark. And various places in between, I had worked it all out, made plans, bought maps, the whole lot, it was difficult back then, it was before the internet, so phone calls and letters were made, I was going to stay in hostels and cheap hotels, and bought all the right gear,
My friend was seeing some one quite famous and was living in Los Angeles, she invited me over for a holiday before I started my back packing,
So in late January 1993 I flew to Los Angeles, I flew back from there August 1993, I sort of forgot about my backpacking, I was living on Mulholland drive, in a Pool house, having a great time, fuck Europe, I was in the USA!!