Overseas Journey Quotes

What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.

Aged six, I sailed from South Africa to England by steam ship with my family. It was a three-week journey. I remember crying on my birthday when I didn't get the enormous teddy bear that was for sale in the ship's shop but, aside from that, I had a wonderful time.

It wasn't easy for me to find my feet when I first arrived in Europe.

When I grew up in Tasmania, you thought that London was home. You waited to go to England as soon as you graduated, in my case on a ship bound for London via Genoa.

I am busy touring all over Europe, Japan, and Australia.

I'd like to visit my friend and his family who live in Australia. That trip is long overdue.

I kind of was shoveled onto a boat at 11 and went to England. I didn't have any parent watching over me. It was very free and may have been a bit of a scary time for me, but I really don't remember much about the voyage apart from playing ping-pong a lot with a couple friends.

I would love to go to England, Europe and especially Australia. I have a real fantasy about playing in Australia; I would love to get over there.

And then I was lucky enough to get the opportunity to go to China in 1980, which was quite early.

It's been the most astonishing year because I've been having a marvelous adventure, and yet I kind of sympathize with people who have to live in exile, because I've so missed England.

Coming to Australia, it was just really magical for me. It just had the wow factor of a different sort of place and, more so, just being with a family that wanted to love me and to have me, because I knew back then, before coming to Australia, there was no way of getting back home or finding my real family.

For an Italian peasant a telegram from anywhere is a wondrous thing; and a cable from the terrestrial paradise of America is not lightly to be disregarded.

When I first arrived in America, the very first place I came was California, and I rented a house in Trance, which is about half an hour from Malibu.

I went abroad when I was 20, three years at Chelsea, a big club. Then two years at Madrid.

What's my weirdest adventure? Yikes, there've been so very many. Perhaps the pig+vegetable+Taiwanese-army-guys boat ride to the island off the coast of Taiwan qualifies as the weirdest. Or at least the most seasick.