Travel and the Money Myth: What is really stopping you from packing a bag today?

When people discover how long I have been travelling (three years) one of the first questions I am asked is ‘how do you afford it?’ Now let me be completely honest straight away. I wish there was a magical answer to this, some secret I could share, but the truth is I too must use the traditional exchange system of cash for goods/services. I did try offering British Airways a goat in return for an economy ticket to Costa Rica but alas, they were quite insistent on payment via Visa or Mastercard. It was probably for the best as I don’t even actually have a goat. So the bad news is you do still need money. The good news is, not as much as you might think. Continue reading → Travel and the Money Myth: What is really stopping you from packing a bag today?

Knowing what’s real…

Sometimes I wonder if I’ve been spoilt by all this adventure. I often hear myself refer to the “real world” as if it is something separate, something once very familiar but now quite alien to me, as if the real world was something other than the place and time I exist in now. It shares the same surface area but it may as well be another dimension. It of course is not separate, how I chose to perceive everything around me is my real world, so I guess what I mean is a world where I and everyone around me fulfilled what was expected and encouraged.

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Women in the world…

I am a woman travelling alone. Along the way I have met people with different attitudes towards this fact. Some think I am brave, some think I am foolish, some think it’s a bit sad, but mostly people don’t really think anything about it. That’s because I am lucky enough to be born into an environment where girls largely enjoy the same freedom as boys.

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Making peace with India…

Yesterday I left India and as I sat in the sleeper compartment of a busy train heading North towards Kochi I started to feel pensive about my temporary home over the last month. From my top bunk I began to watch one family. A boy aged around 10 slept peacefully on the bed above. Below a baby girl sat on her fathers knee as he stared at her with such an affectionate smile in his eyes. Another son, slightly younger, perhaps around 7, put his head down on his fathers lap and curled up to rest. The mother communicated something in sign language to him that must have been a joke because she began modestly laughing. I allowed myself to drift off into an idealistic glow of warmth from this touching scene. Then they threw all of their rubbish out of the window and bump, I came back to reality. Welcome to India. Continue reading → Making peace with India…

We are all creative beings…

“Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Don’t cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you’ve got.” ~ Steven Pressfield

I’d never heard of Steven Pressfield (he’s an author apparently) but I couldn’t agree more with the chap. I am in the process of slowly trying to nurture the growth of creativity after it seemed for many years it had been silently draining away.

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Sometimes in Sri Lanka…

The honest truth about travelling for so long is that sometimes I get restless, sometimes I get scared, and sometimes I am a little bit tired of change. Sometimes I feel alone, sometimes I feel idle, and sometimes I feel nostalgia for the familiarity of a past life. Sometimes I wonder what I am actually looking for, sometimes I wonder when I will stop, and sometimes I wonder where I will end up.

Yes, even an endless holiday becomes real life eventually and not every day can be magical. You might share the finished picture with other people but the genuine experience always has #nofilter.

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The story so far…

If life was a TV box set we would be picking up my tale well into Season 2, so there are a few bits that you’ve missed. Here is a quick catch up:

In the spring of 2013 I found out that my boyfriend, who I was living with at the time, was cheating on me. Just to make it even more cringe worthy and straight from the pages of ‘Chat’ magazine, she is a Weather girl (i.e. very pretty lady on the TV) and all three of us worked together in the same office.