This may very well be one of my favourite topics. Beside writing, I suppose. If we’re talking about passion in life, those two things would be right on top.
Obviously there are a few other things I’m quite passionate about. I tend to write about them, if there’s nothing else I can do. By reading this blog you’ll have figured some of them out at least.
Now, I’ve travelled a fair bit so far. I have no idea how many times I’ve flown around the world, if you cared to add up all my air miles, but several times most certainly.
When I was younger I always had this idea of wanting to travel. It was more at the back of my mind, not so much at the front. And I didn’t make a great effort to actually get going until I was 26. It strikes me as very odd sometimes, how I manage to be late with a few things in my life, like, really important step stones.
Never mind, I get there eventually. Since I fully expect to get to the ripe old age of at least 100 years, I tend not to worry about being late every now and then. It’s not that I’m wasting time, mind you, I just take my time as I need it.
Anyway, now that I let the travel bug bite me I have had to find out that it struck me with an incurable disease. Once you’ve started travelling for real, you won’t ever really want to stop. For a short while you can pretend to go back to a 9 to 5 job and continue to live like most people do.
But I’ve never been good at pretending and I have always known that the 9 to 5 life isn’t for me. I studied Egyptology for crying out loud. And I fully intend to continue to write, be a writer and one day get published. If I have to do it myself, I will.
I am following my dreams. I am not a hopeless romantic. I just happen to be the eternal optimist. I’m sorry if you feel that I’m repeating myself. And thank you for continuing to read this. If you feel by now that I’ve said certain things before, you’ve obviously decided to check in with me every now and then. So again, thank you.
I am ever so tempted to buy a ticket tomorrow and leave. But whilst I am pretty fearless, I try not to be reckless. Plus, I am not quite done with London yet. It’s probably not done with me either.
But, and this is decided, I will be leaving London by the 13th of October at the very latest. I won’t be getting back travelling right away, though. I want to get a Round-the-world ticket and my departure needs to be timed somewhat to coincide with the seasons along the route I am planning to take.
I’d rather prefer to circumnavigate winter for a year. I estimate to start my next round of travelling in just over a year. That gives me plenty of time to save lots of money, maybe get a driver’s license (I know that one is pretty ambitious), learn lots of Spanish and prepare the trip.
Right now I’m thinking to head towards South East Asia, then Australia, New Zealand, South America, North America and back home.
I want to visit my friends. And I want to go where I didn’t manage to go the last time around, because I got stuck everywhere and worked a 9 to 5 job instead of actually travelling. This one will be a full year of travel.
I’ll travel as light as possible. Write as much as possible. Cram in all the adventure that I can. Visit some of the most stunning landscapes that can be found on this planet. And figure out how I can avoid to get back to a 9 to 5 job once I return.
This won’t become a travel blog, mind you. Plenty of people have done it and are doing it. I’m not a travel writer.
Obviously, though, I will take you, dear reader, with me.