travelA close friend of my family recently finished school. Instead of going straight onto further study she has decided to take a year out to do some travelling. She has her sights set on South America and is getting really excited, planning and preparing for her trip.

It made me all nostalgic, remembering my first big trip away from home, with nothing but a backpack and my Lonely Planet guide for company. Seems like a long time ago now!

I have to admit though, I was a little taken aback at dinner the other night when it was revealed that her parents are paying for the whole thing. She is being given six thousand pounds. No strings, not as a loan, just as a gift. What?!

Good for them for wanting to help their daughter out; if they can afford to give their daughter six grand for her to go off and enjoy herself for six months, why not? But it did get me wondering whether they are doing their daughter any favours by bank-rolling her first foray into adult independence.

When I decided to backpack through Europe at the age of 19, my parents were happy and excited for me, and encouraged me to go off and have an adventure. For my birthday present they gave me the return plane ticket, but other than that, I was on my own. No hand outs, no loans.  I spent six months slogging it out in my part time job, often working up to 45 hours a week (while studying at university), saving as much money as I could in order to afford to go.

While I was saving up, my friends were spending all their money on nice clothes, make-up and partying. And I worked and saved, and stayed home on Saturday nights and felt sorry for myself and my self-imposed lack of social life.

But when I got off that plane, man did I enjoy myself. All those hours of working and studying until I was dead on my feet were suddenly worth it. I had earned this and I was going to enjoy the hell out of it!  I have spent much of my life since then travelling, but I still look back on that particular trip and feel so proud of myself for enabling myself to save that money and go.

And while I’m sure back then I must have hinted once or twice to my parents that a deposit into my travel fund would be more than welcome, I realised the other night how glad I am that I did it all on my own. My young friend is going to go and have an amazing time, but will she learn anything from it? Will she learn the value of saving, planning and how great it feels to do something on your own and achieve a financial goal? The lessons I learnt from that experience are important to me, and have probably influenced my money habits in more ways than I even know.

What do you think? Will you help your kids out money-wise or make them learn the value of things on their own?

(Photo by Ferran.)

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