Warning: This post says “Fuck” 26 times. Hide ya kids.
People dream up life-changing plans every day.
“I’m going to start my business!”
“I’m going to quit my job and travel the world!”
“I’m breaking up with my boyfriend and moving to San Diego!”
Adrenaline is pumping, images of glory dance through your head; this is really it isn’t it? It’s really going to happen!!
Except it’s probably not.
Nearly two years ago (wow) at the start of our 11-month journey around the world, Jenna and I spent a month zipping around New Zealand in a campervan spray-painted with the gaudiest American eagle you’ve ever seen. While the van itself was wonderful, the eagle (and angry lady liberty on the flip side) were not exactly typical of our taste.
So when our month with this, er, unique vehicle was up we readily handed it in. Never
I just found a gem that I think you’ll enjoy.
Going through some of my old online accounts I stumbled across the blog I (briefly) kept for my first backpacking journey – a mostly solo 4-month foray through Europe after I had quit my first job out of college.
This post portrays the initial panic I felt about leaving my life at home and the assurance of the ultimate realization that I was doing the right
The following post is by Tim Urban of Wait But Why blog. It really resonated with both Jenna and I (especially the graphic about the time left with your parents), so I hope you’ll enjoy it just as much. You can find the original article here.
Tim, take it away…
In a post last year, we laid out the human lifespan visually. By years:
And by weeks:
While working on that post, I also
I know what you’re thinking.
First these people name their website after the number of days they have left to live.
Now they’re telling me to write my own eulogy?
I thought this project was supposed to be uplifting!
I’d encourage you to read on because I think you’ll find it is.
Where did this come from?
The idea comes from a book category I used to consider taboo – self-help. Oh the stigma!
Our trip around the world has afforded me the opportunity to learn a lot of new things.
I’ve learned about how people live, what inspires them and what troubles them. I’ve gained numerous new skills, from scuba diving to farming to architectural and website design. I’ve seen old things from new perspectives and reinvented many of my long-held beliefs. I’ve put myself in uncomfortable situations on purpose and have come out better on the other side.
As our trip comes to an end we tow the line of the next adventure – continuing our growth at home.
While it’s one thing to step out into the world and experience the new, returning to the familiar and converting that knowledge to new life habits is completely different.
I know from experience.
After traveling Europe for 4 months back in 2010 I returned full of optimism and ready for change and while I did
Jenna and I hate being tourists.
Early on in the trip we paid our due to statues, museums, popular towns and other “must-dos” until we realized there was a direct correlation between misery and tourists attractions.
It wasn’t until we taught English in Vietnam (our third Helpx of the trip) that we had a three part epiphany…
Part One: We hate being on the tourist trail and museums are expensive.
Part Two: We love meeting locals
Arrived from our brief layover in Doha, we began making our way to our next stop – a farm 40km north of Athens where we’d be working on another HelpX for about 3 weeks.
Our host had instructed us to meet him at a particular train stop – this is where we met the crew and from the beginning it was, well, crazy.
Theo has spent the past year developing his property into something he calls
During the course of our trip we’ve met a lot of people that have been to India and their message is always the same; that place is crazy.
Some people absolutely love it and cannot get enough; a number of friends have traveled the country for 6 months or more at a time!
Others abhor the place will never go back; one of them provided me with a telling acronym of his experience in India…