I've had several hot drinks today, an array of tea's and a marvellous hot chocolate from the brilliant coffee shop on the corner. But not one of them has been a coffee. I love coffee but I'm having one of those funny days where even the little-ist bit of caffeine can spark a career change and a newfound belief that my destiny is to actually be a comedian. I'm still not sure if I'm in the right job? I mean it's a question you get asked all the time as though it is part of your personality 'So, what do you do?' very different question to 'So what do you want to be?'
Whenever you see Nice, or the general south of France area in the movies it is without fail sunny. Sunshine, fancy cars, and gorgeous women, pretty much summarize the entire depiction of the region in the media. So I wasn't really expecting to blend in at all, with my backpack and bus pass. However, when I was there it rained. And it was perfect.
This stage of my journey begins (for anecdotal purposes) in the queue for passport control in Bangkok, Thailand. I had planned to meet a friend who had been travelling for the previous six months. We worked together back in the UK and are pretty good mates. Though as everyone knows, they say holidays with friends are the ultimate test of friendship. And this certainly was.
If by some fluke you read my previous blog, you know that back in March I quit my job and went traveling. I thought I'd do a quick post to debrief myself on the whole experience, but I've realized as I'm writing I can't cover all four countries and my takeaways in one post, so I'm going to break it down, so it at least makes sense to me. So this is my first. It's a couple of points on traveling I wish I had known before. Here we go...
So in hindsight, I should have called this "Crazy for life and Working with That," but I've already made the graphic so sod it.
"Just go! Quit your job and go!" my dad yells across the dinner table on a Sunday night about three weeks ago.