People always tell me what an awesome life I have.
No permanent job. Traveling the World. Learning new languages. Meeting different people. Eating exotic foods…
They say how jealous they are and wish they could see the world too.
"I wish I could do what you do, BUT I have a job/school/relationship/children/dog/cat/goldfish/mortgage/car/FB” or whatever other reason they cannot leave behind. But those reasons are mere excuses. Bull-shit excuses.
You could always quit your job/school, end your relationship, put your kids up for adoption, feed the goldfish to your cat, then leave your cat in the animal shelter, sell your house, jump in the car and bring your dog with you. As for FB - you can still be anti-social on the road.
And the biggest bull-shit excuse of them all is: “I don’t have money.”
I started this Latin American journey in Mexico with $200 cash in my well hidden pocket. And now 17 months later, plus 15 countrires further, I am in Brazil and hey, I made it here overland, haven’t slept a night outside or died of hunger. And those $200 are still there.
I worked in exchange for room and board, couchsurfed and hitchhiked. My way of travel may not be everyone’s cup of tea - but if you want to see the world and don’t have a trustfund or cash growing tree somewhere, I’m telling ya - there is another way to do it.
It really is possible to travel the world with very little money.
You can always use your talents (whether it be your musical, artistic, and/or sexual skills. Just kidding about the latter one. Or maybe not, if that really is your gift) to make some quick cash on the road. But you could also stop a little longer and do some volunteering or work exchange which will not only help to prolong your travels, but you get a valuable insight into the culture and country you’re temporary living.
So money really is no excuse to not live the life of your dreams.
If your dream is to travel and see the world, the only two things you do need is TIME and GUTS.
The first one is easy. You already have it without realizing it.
When I say TIME, I don’t mean time in the way most people with their ‘busy’ lives and ‘hectic’ schedules take to understand it. With TIME, I mean BEING ALIVE/LIVING.
If you are reading this, it means you have TIME. NOW is all you’ve got.
The next ingredient you need is GUTS, You do need guts if you want to travel the way I do. I do not need it, cause I already have trust. But YOU need guts first to trust.
It’s not easy to get all gutsy all of sudden, especially if you’ve always lived a life of conformity. The hardest thing to do is to take that first step. That step to life on the road. That step into uncertainty. My Crash Course to Gutsyness: book a ticket - best to make it as faraway as possible and non-refundable. I guess you can tell I’m not really that babysteps kinda type.
So there you go, that’s my ‘secret’ as to how I manage to travel and see the world. All you need is time and guts.
And my friends, time is all I have gut.
Let me tell the people (and I’m talking about those peope who really aspire the kind of life I am living, not those who just say they want it but in fact are perfectly satisfied with their lives) who keep insisting they don’t have the money or time or any other kind of explanation to not pursue the life they say they want: it is just a cop-out, for what you are really lacking is guts.
You don’t have the guts.
You may say you want my life and that ‘one day’, you will have earned enough money, left that job, ditched that girl- or boyfriend, sold your belongings and hit the road, but honestly, I don’t think you ever will.
I don’t think you want my life at all.
You are way too comfortable with the life you are currently living. You may not be happy. You are probably bored to death with the routine. But routine is secure. And security is safe. And we all know how tough it is to leave your comfort zone, now don’t we?
I mean, what person in their right mind would choose to give up PlayStation to live out of a 5kg backpack and not know where they are going to sleep tonight because the road is their home now?
It you really wanted my life, you wouldn’t be telling me or anyone else about how badly you want it. No, you would actually be out there living it already.