Step One: Taking the Plunge

I’ve decided to pack up my life and travel around the world. This was not a sudden decision, nor was it an easy one. Over the past couple of years I had begun to feel like this would be my last chance to take off for a year, with no ties or commitments. And so, the idea of a big trip began to form in my head. I didn’t know what I would do or where I would go, I just knew I wanted it to happen.

The first step was discussing it with my boyfriend, Adam, the one aspect of my life I refused to leave behind for a year. While he didn’t feel ready to go just yet, he agreed that he did want to go. And so the small seed of a plan started to form. Unfortunately, I couldn’t wait until he was ready. My job had been restructured to the point that it was barely recognisable as the job that I had begun years ago, and I couldn’t bear the thought of treading water there until Adam was ready to go. On the day I told my boss that I was leaving, I felt as though the weight of the world had lifted from my shoulders, and I knew I had made the right choice.

The next step was to tell my friends and family, not an easy task when I still didn’t have a plan for what would happen next. My parents responded exactly as I knew they would; my Dad, the dreamer, praising my decision and wishing he could come with me, and my Mum, the realist, asking me a million questions, unable to understand why I would leave my life behind to pursue a dream when I didn’t even know what that dream was. My friends gave me mixed responses, from envy, to confusion, to tearful hugs, to (thankfully) support. My housemates joked about me becoming a drifter, and my workmates wished me well, even if they couldn’t quite understand why I was doing it.

So now I just had to figure out what “it” was.

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