As Nick Trend's daughter heads off on her gap year adventure, he ponders what he wishes he'd known.
Next week my daughter, aged 21, is setting off on her first big long-haul trip.
She is going, with a friend, to do a grand tour of south-east Asia - through Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam and Laos before ending up on the beaches of Malaysia. And it has made me think about my own youthful travels - first on a rather tame InterRail tour around Europe, and then a little later, on a much more adventurous trip when I headed off overland and alone through Russia and China to Hong Kong, and then on around the world.
It's new for her, but it's also a new experience for me - for the first time, I am the one being left behind. And it is interesting to have the tables turned. Looking back, I had no thoughts for the anxieties of my family, other than a slight bemusement that they could possibly think that anything might go wrong, but I do remember being amazed at the tearful relief in my mother's voice when, after weeks out of contact, I randomly decided to call home from China.
I can't help thinking however, that it was easier then for those back home. Before mobile phones no news was good news, but for some reason nowadays, no texts means endless reasons to worry. I have resolved not to do that. And I have also resolved, for obvious reasons which any parent will understand, not to try to offer my daughter any advice.