21 months ago I opted out. The norm. Life as the average person knows it. I always questioned what was important. I still do. It's become my quest. Knowledge is part of it, but it's more than that. The quest is the search for what more means. Unfortunately, like you already know, one needs money. I am one, therefore I need money. Before I became abnormal, I was normal. I went to college. I have degrees. I am a native English speaker. I'm lucky to have been normal before turning abnormal, because I can always earn money without too much difficulty. I have my
first full-time job in 21 months. A six-month contract teaching science at a private English speaking school in Barcelona. I need money, so I work. Teaching is more than money though. I realize the responsibility, the role I play in the life of a child. I cherish that. I love that. I take that as seriously as I take my quest. But, I can't ignore the fact that it's a job to earn money, so I don't have to work; So I can travel, so I can figure out what I'm trying to figure out and find what I'm trying to find. This new job gives me the money and time to travel and work. A comfortable situation which I may find myself settling with on a full time basis in the future.
With my first solo trip to the Yucatan of Mexico in April of 2009 I've traveled to 14 countries and 44 U.S. states. Traveling has become who I am. I don't buy many things. I buy experiences and memories.
This blog is starting anew. These words are written in a bar. A bar with no sign. A bar with a spray painted metal door. A bar in an alley. A bar that is PACKED with people speaking a language I know two words of - beer (bere) and thank you (multumesc). A bar in Bucharest. My travel blog starts with Romania.
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