The second I finished high school, I moved to Hamilton Island with my boyfriend (now husband). .Looking back now, I can't believe we did that! But so grateful I did, it made me grow up very quickly. We both worked as a housekeepers and my gosh that was bloody hard work! I saw some things that will haunt me forever that I can't mention here 😂🙊The staff accommodation was insane. Basically a 4x4m shared room with a bathroom connecting you to another room. And we only had a microwave to cook. We lived like that for 6 months, i knew if we could survive that we'd be together forever. 💗💗.But eventually life there got easier, we made lots of friends, moved into a much bigger apartment that had an oven (fancy!!) and our own bathroom. I got a job in an office with air con.💅 And got my first vehicle, which was a golf buggy!.We lasted almost 2 years up there before we moved back to sunny Melbourne and brought our house..And my FB memories just reminded me that 1 year ago today, we took our boys back to the island and showed them where their mum and dad lived all those years ago. We drove around in golf buggies, drank cocktails and I swam with huge sea turtles. 🐢.I'd love to go back again!! Where do you want to travel when all this is over?