After 6 months of planning, working for 7 days a week, and saving like the pound sterling is going out of fashion, I’ve finally arrived at the point of beginning my travels.
It seems so long ago when I first made the decision to go travelling, but the time between then and now has passed so quickly and I seem to have forgotten all the research I did 4 months ago into where to go and what to do. With 2 days to go until I board the plane, I still have a gig to perform and all my packing to conquer. To say I feel under-prepared is a somewhat of an understatement. Whilst this terrifies me, it might not necessarily be a bad thing.
Those that know me, will know that I love planning and being organised. The idea of being unprepared makes me feel very uncomfortable. This is why I have mixed feelings ahead of my trip. I am looking forward to meeting new people, seeing new sites and learning new things, but I am also very apprehensive simply because I don’t know what to expect. I guess although I am comfortable and used to the idea of of travelling alone, the reality of it is still unknown territory and not knowing is what makes me nervous.
One of the many purposes of my trip however, is to learn to be more spontaneous. I want to be able to relinquish control and not only be able to cope, but enjoy what may follow. I am also looking to be inspired again. The last few years of my life have been rooted in routine. I have been constantly working towards something and whilst that gave me a sense of purpose, I forgot to enjoy ‘today.’ I want to feel excited about something without worrying about something else. I want to enjoy something fully without feeling an ounce of guilt. I want to know what it is to be truly carefree, if only for a short while.
And so my journey is about to begin. For the next 5 months, it’ll be me, my backpack and 5 different countries. First stop: Bangkok.