I've mentioned before that last year (in 2015) I put a travel ban on myself so that I could save some money and I guess to see how not travelling would affect me. I think I wanted to find a bit more acceptance with my life where it is. And, I really think the past year put some things into perspective for me.
Not only was not travelling hard, it was pretty much unbearable. And here are my thoughts on that: if I am so desperate to escape and have holidays from my life then maybe I'm not living the right life for me. I understand that it's normal for people to want to go on holidays but my desires to get away almost verge on desperation, and I always dread returning home a bit.
To be honest, the life I'm living right now isn't how I picture my life. When I think of how I'd like my life I see an almost opposite scenario. For a few years now I've had a dream of moving abroad and I think being stuck in England for a whole year without a break has given me the push to take my dream seriously. This is my one and only life and I need to act accordingly.
I'm not saying I'm moving abroad right now. I don't have a plan. Just a dream. And a passion to get out of this freezing cold country. I told Orlaith we'd be here at least until her birthday in March, and I asked her if she'd come on a big adventure with me. She agreed without hesitation. My co-pilot is on board and nothing else really matters.
So, I'm just putting a little tiny thought out there. I have a few things to sort out here but I'm hoping that in a few months we might be embarking on a great adventure, whether it's a trip which we return from, or a trip we don't return from... either way, I'm out of here!