I think life is what we make it. Cliche, but true.
And I realize I write this to you from Queenstown, New Zealand, so I really hope no one thinks I’m sitting up on my high horse as I write this, but I get this question a lot; how do you do it? how do you travel so much? and my answer is always the same, if you want to do it, do it.
Money permitting, go online and actually book the flights. Just, simply, do it. That’s what I do. One moment I’m not going because it’s not booked, the next moment I am. Done and done. And I know (obviously) money constraints are the biggest factor holding people back, but then you decide where you want to go, and you save. And you say no to things in the ‘now,’ in exchange for things in the future.
I came to Australia with 4,000 Australian dollars. I dropped down to $800 at one point (& freaked out), and then realized I needed to plan. I needed to decide, commit, save, and do. And I did, because travelling was important to me. (And let it be known, I am also doing NZ very cheaply - travelling doesn’t have to be pricey).
And then I booked my flights. And now here I am. And, well, it’s just that there’s no magic equation to travelling, and there are no ‘inspiring’ people who do it verses the people who don’t; rather it’s simply the people who actually just booked, and the people who didn’t.
But I also want to say to people who don’t want to travel, that’s cool too. Actually, sometimes I envy you. I think living in a good, solid, wonderful place with a community that you’ve created over the years is amazing. That’s what life is about, and I hope to have that one day. You meet so many people while travelling, and see so many places, but it’s not real life. Home is real life. And that’s what’s important at the end of the day.
True, I’m in New Zealand seeing beautiful places, but I lay in bed at night not knowing exactly where my ‘home’ is. That sucks.
I suppose I should wrap this post up as I’ve had one too many beers on this cloudy evening, but I just wanted to get across that I’m not anything special. I’m not rich (ha! at all), or inspiring, or special, I’m just a girl who decided to go somewhere, and I saved, and I booked it. That’s all.