January 3, 2016 1 Comment Blog

Promise to myself

‘I’m going to travel for a year, come with me!’ My best mate quipped off-hand while we were nursing one of our many hangovers.

I pondered, ‘I can’t, I don’t have any money and I’ve just got this job…’

‘Well just quit it and I’ll loan you the money!’

‘Nah I wouldn’t feel right, but thanks man.’

That conversation happened near 7 months ago and as it stands my mate is gallivanting off in the world and I am currently writing this in my parents house in good ol’Blighty. The truth is I would have loved to take on his offer but personally it wouldn’t have felt right travelling borrowed funds.

Since joining the throes of ‘traveler’ alumni after graduation (with the same best friend) on the well-worn paths in South East Asia, I have always promised myself that one day I will find the ‘secret’ to sustainable prolonged travelling. It was the best time of my life and I wanted it to last forever.


I miss you 60p Pad Thais

One year later with countless wanderlust books and blog subscriptions under my belt I am still sitting at my 8-to-6 job, more often than not working my way through Legal Nomads, Nomadic Matt and Helen in Wanderlust, pondering where the next holiday will be. My parents brought me up to have a good education, have a great career, have a family, get a mortgage all the usual expectation for a 20-something trying to find a foothold in the world. I suppose I’m in that early career stage now and to tell you the truth, it’s not what it’s cracked up to be.

I will admit though it’s not all bad, I’m fortunate enough to have a career where I (sometimes) get to travel to international conferences and client meetings, but there still is limited freedom in terms of being able to travel freely when you want, wherever you want, at your own pace and to truly deeply experience a town, city or country.


Even bosses love ice-cream

This is not the way man and woman should live their lives; cooped up in an open plan office, making menial talk about the weather, awaiting their next pay-check to pay for material goods that they don’t need. This has to change! No this WILL change and this is the reason for my writing; to keep my target in sight, to find a sustainable way to explore more of the world, whilst still keeping up my other responsibilities.

I have a trusty ‘scratch map’ hanging on my wall (received for Christmas) where I keep tabs on where I’ve gone. It’s not too hard… at last count there were 16 countries I’ve visited. That still leaves 180 countries unexplored, 180 beautiful nationalities that I have not conversed with, 180 mouth-watering cuisines that have not touched my lips.

180 countries not scratched off.

Lets see if I can change that.

Will you be travelling this year? What do you want to do more off? I’d love to hear from you, let me know on the comment box below!

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