A few days ago I was daydreaming. Daydreaming of days spent in different cities, in different countries, with different people.
I realise how privileged I am to be able to travel the way I have done, it’s not a cheap ‘thing’ to do. I decided a while back, with the help of a pay rise, to prioritise saving for moments and memories over bricks and mortar. It’s not that I am resisting adulthood or giving up entirely (I’m sure my other half will be pleased to be reminded), it’s a realisation that as a single income with no leg up I’m a very little fish in the mortgage pond. Perhaps it’s half an excuse too.
Fast forward over the woe betide me waffling and here I am, scrolling through archived pictures of places I’ve been, things I’ve experienced and people I’ve met along the way. It’s been the adventure I’ve wanted for so long but never imagined being the way it’s begun.
I’m thinking to myself; the world is a big place, I’ve so much more to do, so many more people to meet and time is on no man’s side. The good news is I’m not done, not in the slightest but with a desire to go further afield in 2018 I’m going to have to curb the habit, rein in the spends and remind myself daily that it will be worth it!
So here’s the news… I’m going to spend the next 12 months writing about the past 18 months and planning the BIG trip of 2018. It’ll be a fantastic opportunity to write-up all of mine and Nick’s trips thus far and get the blog kicked up a gear. After all that was one of 2017’s resolutions.
We’re very lucky but time and money isn’t infinite so here’s to the next 12 months of hard graft and maybe the odd trip or two to more local places!