A four-day whistlestop tour of Portugal and Brazil was my last big trip. I still vividly remember the taxi driver racing down an unmade path to our hotel in the middle of the Atlantic Forest, my head hitting the ceiling of the minibus with every bump.
Flying was a pretty uneventful part of life in 2019 and I was no stranger to travelling alone for work or pleasure.
But in March 2020, that all changed. The pandemic hit, the world was suddenly under lockdown and no one was travelling. With health conditions that make me vulnerable to the virus, I definitely wasn’t going anywhere.
How had I gone from adventuring in South
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