3… 2… 1… Adventure!
Today I take off on what is sure to be one of the biggest adventures of my life. I mentioned months ago, when starting this blog that I had purchased tickets to fly to Europe. Well, that time has arrived! Tonight I’ll be climbing aboard a plane and setting off into the unknown… or at least, into this new adventure. I have a rough itinerary consisting primarily of the major metropolitan cities that I want to hit along the way. I’ll be starting off my trip in Iceland. Because Iceland sounds fucking awesome, if maybe a bit chilly still, as well as the fact that I was able to find extremely affordable travel from Boston to Iceland. From there I will be going through, England, France, the Netherlands, Germany, Switzerland, Italy, Spain, and Portugal taking a little over 2 months to complete the journey. I’ve never been to Europe at all, so I figured I should do it right the first time!
I’ll be meeting a couple people along the path of my journey but for the most part I will be traveling on my own. I’ve been extremely excited for this trip over the past couple moths as the anticipation has built and built. Now however, as the fateful moment draws closer and closer I find myself becoming anxious and even slightly worried about the trip. Will I be ok? Can I handle this? Am I just going to get completely and utterly lost? Shouldn’t I really be putting this money towards something more responsible? Doubts are arising about the choices I have made. And it’s not coming from others, it’s all in my head. I’ve gotten nothing but praise, congratulations and encouragement from everyone I’ve told about my plan. And yet, I’ve always been the type to generally over think things. So now, as I come to the moment of truth I’m struggling to allow myself to just go with the flow. To let this happen. I’m past the point of no return however. There is no turning back now.
Reflecting on these thoughts and feelings, it dawns on me that the reason for this line of thinking is because that is what society has drilled into us from a young age. Society today is so centered on achievements in the work force so that you can experience happiness down the road. Everything from the time we start school is centered upon this ideal of delayed gratification. Working hard in school so you can go to a better more difficult school. Then working endless stressful hours in your chosen field so you can move up, worker harder, longer, so that you can buy a bigger house, a better car, and potentially down the road enjoy some freedom after you have retired in your 60’s. All while only enjoying maybe one to two weeks of vacation a year.
I began this journey to rebel against that idea and line of thinking. I aim to prove that there is another path. I’ve always felt as though I wanted more, more freedom from work and living a stationary lifestyle. I’ve now found through Travel Nursing, a way that I can enjoy a larger taste of that freedom and living a different kind of life. One in which we work not for the delayed gratification of a promotion, new car, or retirement, but work to experience more of what life has to offer. To see more of the world, to see different cultures, and to experience that ever elusive adventure. As I sit here reflecting upon what made me begin this journey it has only heightened my resolve.
While I remain a little nervous about what life and the road has in store for me, my excitement and enthusiasm has been revitalized. The unknown and the stumbling, the falling I am likely to do along this road to adventure is all part of the experience. As T.S. Eliot wrote, “The journey not the arrival matters.” I don’t want to wait until retirement to travel the world. I’ve seen too many people put it off and tell me how the regretted it. And so, for better or worse… today I begin traveling the world with the aim and goal of doing so more and more as time passes. Follow along with the journey. I’ll be doing my best to keep up on my twice weekly posts as I adventure through Europe. It’s going to be one hell of a ride!