This is the question that keeps popping up in my head everytime I think about what I want to do.
Although I haven’t started the career that I intend to do or have a partner or children tying me down – could this actually be the right time to do it?
People obviously go traveling for many different reasons. To work, to experience new cultures, to have fun… but it’s also normal to go traveling when you don’t really know what you want from life or when you want to find out more about who you are and what makes you tick as a person.
Working in sales in London, I’m yet to actually start a career in media – but I do have experience and do dream of traveling and working in different environments, amongst different cultures to learn more – more about what I want and to test my own abilities.
You’re going so soon
Another line I keep hearing.
In reality, I don’t know when I’ll go. Planning for next year – but also keeping that bit of spontaneity. But really, Is there ever a right time for anything?
Maybe it’s best to just go with the flow and see what happens.
Australia has never been on my list of places that I have wanted to go to. Saying that, what I’m about to say is certainly going to seem very odd…
The truth is – it wasn’t until I found out that my ex boyfriend of 2 years has a new girlfriend and is settling down, that I actually decided whilst sitting in a park in Bournemouth, sipping on a cider that moving to Australia – might actually be a good idea.
I know for a lot of travelers Oz is the go to place to start your journey. The country is appealing because it has beautiful sites, it’s English speaking and despite the Aussies being very strict with border control and the talk about racism in the country (and lets not forget the wildlife and the spiders) – it’s pretty much a slice of paradise (well, from what I hear anyway).
I know that it seems strange that a 22 year old graduate has thoughts of upping and leaving her job to trek around a country that she never had the inkling of wanting to visit – but I suppose, that’s the beauty of life. Plus, like they say YOLO (you only live once – for those of you who don’t know the lingo). Despite having this idea in my head (and it’s easier when it is just an idea) – I realised today that although I’ve already made a list of things that I need to do – I literally don’t have a clue where to start doing all of this.
My friend FiveFtFlyer has recently taken the plunge and is now in Oz. For her, I suppose it was a lot easier as she is still able to leave things at home. But one thing that has always held me back from going travelling is the fact that I left home when I was 16 and ever since, I have been renting (mostly in London where the prices are so unrealistic – £500 per month for a single tiny room in a shared house? C’mon!!) Which brings me to the next point of planning to take the plunge and actually do something scary, spontaneous and in a way life changing – what the hell am I going to do with all of my stuff?
Has anyone else had an experience where they wanted to go traveling but also had nowhere to leave their belongings?
Last week I had the pleasure of going on a geocaching treasure hunt for the first time!
Now if you’re as clueless as I was about what geocaching actually is – don’t worry because I’m going to give a quick breakdown.
Geocaching is when people leave a small container in a random place and tag a location nearby with a clue.
Inside some boxes are small toys or keepsakes which you swap for something of your own. There is also a notepad (and sometimes a pen) to record that you visited the geocache.
By downloading a geocaching app, you have access to all of the nearby locations, hints, comments and can also record successful or unsuccessful finds.
This is an absolute brilliant way to get out and explore cost-free and I would recommend it anyone! I was completely stunned that I discovered it from an 8 year old.
We managed to find three geocaches in an hour in a half as well as stop for a picnic and have a woodland – whilst the little one gathered up a few treats along the way.
I’ve heard that geocaching is a world-wide thing and that there are even geocaches hidden behind bricks in exotic locations and under seabeds. If I ever get the chance to travel, an international adventure is definitely a must!
I want to hear if anyone else has had any amazing geocaching adventures or come across any creative clues. Though my trip was mini, I loved every part of it.
Dad: “How is the weather today”
Me: “It’s still cold but the sun was out today”
Dad: (whilst chuckling) “Well the sun is out here too”
God I miss Barbados! Listening to my dad go on about the sunshine and complaining about the heat, while I try to pull my cardigan together and sit shivering in icy cold England. I cringe at the thought of even leaving the house today… The sun was indeed out – (for a change). Yet the icy chill still creeps under the cracks of the doors.
Although I arrived back in England on New Years Eve, after a 2 week vacation to the Caribbean. I still yearn for the slow pace and incredibly atmosphere. The nature and wonder of such a small but beautiful island surrounded by such glistening waters and breathtaking landscape.
It wasn’t the first time on the island and it certainly will not be the last. A world away from your own.
Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to do about my living situation after uni and I start to worry. I’ll be spending a fortune on rent if I move back to London but that is the place where I will hopefully find a good job. Sometimes I even consider just graduating then packing my stuff up and jetting away to the Caribbean and attempting to just live with dad.
Imagine that: living the dream on an island of the sun. Only having to buy one type of clothing all year round, none of the fuss of having to pack away clothes and worry about what to keep and what to chuck.
If only life were that simple. There always seems to be a good and a bad side. On the plus, the weather’s nice and it’s an experience but on the other hand the pace is just too slow.
Such a shift in atmosphere from London to Barbados for anyone would be so immense. Even my friends question me on how I would seriously handle the lifestyle for so long. Even I question it myself.
I wouldn’t really mind living abroad in Barbados for a little while. To me, it’s like a slice of paradise.
A get away from real life to steer your head away from the noise of home. But I most likely would not be able to truthfully do it for long. I would miss the fast pace of the UK but then again who knows where life will take me.