Among the many professions I fantasized about pursuing as a kid, travel writer seized my interest the longest. The idea that it were possible to be compensated to explore and document the world – in most cases, an extension of one’s natural curiosity- appealed to my restless adolescent self. The stories of my parents’ honeymoon backpacking through Europe in the 70’s rang in memory but at that time, I still hadn’t step foot off American soil nor was I in posession of a passport. Hard to envisage a trajectory as an intrepid globetrotter under those circumstances.
My first trip to France proved to be a catalyst, not so much for a writing career but for a future in France. Still, planted in France and on a different path, I greatly admire the work of travel writers. Meeting one writer in particular in January only cemented my admiration for the craft.
In the serried ranks of the travel section of your local bookshop, you’re certain to find a selection of Nicola Williams‘ work. A British freelance travel writer, Nicola got her start in Lithuania, traveling extensively through Eastern Europe, before finding herself more settled in France in 1996 when she began writing…
