I am curious though about what 'well-travelled' means to you. Travelling to lots of different places doesn't necessarily mean much in itself. It's possible to go to a different identikit resort in a different country every time you go abroad. That's just ticking countries off on a map.
I think the idea of being well-travelled to me has a sort of assumption behind it about what travelling should be for - that it's some sort of personal growth or learning experience related to engaging with different cultures and acquiring new knowledge and perspectives.
Thank you so much for this, @DiscoElysia - I came on to say exactly this, but you have expressed it so much more eloquently than I.
There are so many parts of the world which hold little interest to me...I lived in Japan, but rest of the Far East has little fascination. I have no ambition to go there. Likewise, South/Central America. At 10, I read every book I could find on the Maya, the Inca etc, but now...nah. Just nah. I went through the Panama in 1972 en route to the UK, Panama City back then was a shithole of gangsters. America? Been to New York...you can keep it. Newfoundland was lovely, but then, I have family connections there back to 1773.
BUT...the Classical World, oh yes, please...DH and I went somewhere in the Med maybe 5-7 x per year. Not to lie on beaches, not to get sun (too much of that in my youth), but to explore, to absorb, to revel, to consume like the richest banquet, the sweetest wine imaginable. Every ruin, every obscure and overlooked site...we did the entire Limites Romani - the Roman borders, except Libya. Degrees in Classical languages and culture, so these places are as breathing air, as meat and drink to us. Do I want to go to Bali? Like hell. Vietnam? Nah, DH was there in the 70s, gun in hand. India?...just possibly, for the Alexander effect, but not now-too old. See, there's travel, and then there's travel. Concerning tastes there's no dispute - the reference might be familiar to some.