Those days are full of mixed feelings. One day I feel able to do anything, and the other I just want to escape. Funnily, this travel arrived little by little.
So, you are dreaming of a world trip? That’s a perfectly reasonable dream.
You’d like to quit your job, everybody can think of that…
But then, you are engaging the steps. The first one? Putting money aside. Little by little. You don’t make any commitment just yet. You could use this money for something else you know.
Then, I started to learn Spanish; still nothing grievous in that. I could still use it in Madrid or Barcelona…
The first buys related to the trip: Vaccinations and medications. Mostly refund, so it wasn’t such big deal.
A big bag? I could hike with it in Europe.
A Reflex? I really needed another camera anyway.
Then I quit my job. Somehow, it wasn’t the biggest step. One meeting with my manager who took it very well, one letter, and it’s all over. Even this point wasn’t a non-retour one for me. I could find something else somewhere else.
But then, the ticket for Mexico. THIS is the first real commitment. From this point I felt the obligation. Being fair, it was the combination of that and the expectations of other people: “Are you ready?”, “Where are you starting?”. End of February, I KNEW I would be in Mexico next summer. Scary/Thrilling feeling.
Finally, everything just goes very fast. End of the things, goodbyes, cutting strings and dropping keys. Always these buzzing thoughts in your head (How many socks? Do I need this? Should I buy that?).
Today, I weighted my bag: not even 12 Kg.
This is what is left, that and a roller coaster mood.
So, you are dreaming of a world trip? That’s a perfectly reasonable dream.
You’d like to quit your job, everybody can think of that…
But then, you are engaging the steps. The first one? Putting money aside. Little by little. You don’t make any commitment just yet. You could use this money for something else you know.
Then, I started to learn Spanish; still nothing grievous in that. I could still use it in Madrid or Barcelona…
The first buys related to the trip: Vaccinations and medications. Mostly refund, so it wasn’t such big deal.
A big bag? I could hike with it in Europe.
A Reflex? I really needed another camera anyway.
Then I quit my job. Somehow, it wasn’t the biggest step. One meeting with my manager who took it very well, one letter, and it’s all over. Even this point wasn’t a non-retour one for me. I could find something else somewhere else.
But then, the ticket for Mexico. THIS is the first real commitment. From this point I felt the obligation. Being fair, it was the combination of that and the expectations of other people: “Are you ready?”, “Where are you starting?”. End of February, I KNEW I would be in Mexico next summer. Scary/Thrilling feeling.
Finally, everything just goes very fast. End of the things, goodbyes, cutting strings and dropping keys. Always these buzzing thoughts in your head (How many socks? Do I need this? Should I buy that?).
Today, I weighted my bag: not even 12 Kg.
This is what is left, that and a roller coaster mood.
François
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