I guess it is inevitable that life would catch up with me and tie me down. I figured as much when I got home from romantic-Russia in 2010 and realized I wanted a partner and a 'normal' life. But then I took off for most of 2011 and had the adventures of a lifetime with Mongolia, Ethiopia and Tibet.
Those that bother to read my previous blog posts will see that I have traveled the world, I have seen more in my 34 years than most people ever aspire to, let alone achieve, in a lifetime.
But just when I thought I had it all - a flexible job that paid enough to continue my nomadic ways - life caught up with me. A partner, a job that isn't so flexible anymore (but I love you CBC) and perhaps a bit of settling into the routine of a Canadian life.
I'm faced with the prospect of retirement. I honestly think I'll deal with retiring from my job at 65 better than retiring from my hobby/love of traveling at 34. For those of you out there who have hung up your backpack and said it's time for a comfortable bed and drinkable water - how have you handled it?
Because, oh my Darwin, does my backpack, aka Stu, summon me.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
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