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!
When Chris and I first started dating Paris was the first place we discussed visiting together. He had been during his backpacking trip years ago and always talked about taking me there (a helpless romantic)
Here we were, two years and 17 countries later, standing at the foot of the Eiffel Tower in a truly surreal moment.
Over a year of planning and ten months of running from one country to another slowed down into
Portugal has always been on my list of countries to visit.
One of my closest childhood friends, Andrea, is Portuguese American and I’ll never forget sitting in our Elementary school class eating the cookies she brought back from Portugal after visiting family abroad. It was my first encounter with a world outside of the United States and her stories amazed me.
My curiosity only grew as one of my closest adulthood friends, Ellie, traveled to Portugal
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
We set off for Africa after leaving southern Spain
Morocco’s a place not easy to explain
Jon Pace came to visit, he’s our first and our last
The two weeks together went by way too fast
After arriving in Tangier we killed time on the beach
Marrakech to be the next destination to reach
We took an overnight train which was really relaxing
And arrived the next morning to a town far more taxing