I have once again returned from a month abroad, this time spending it frolicking around Central America. Predominately Costa Rica and Panama.
I had a wonderful time as always with my fair share of ups and downs, but I will no doubt go into that more another time.
However since returning I have been overcome by what can only be diagnosed as the 'post travel blues'. Anyone who has returned from a trip whether it be long or short is bound to notice the symptoms. This trip was meant to be one of my last for a while. I booked it with the excuse of needing a hedonistic adventure after graduating from 7 years of university. I booked it with the intention of returning with a satisfied state of mind, ready to begin my journey into grown up life, with desire to settle down, so to speak and sort out my career.
Boy was that presumptuous of me. I feel that being away has only reignited my desire to travel and do volunteer work, and although I know I should start thinking of the future, I feel that I should do what makes me the happiest while I have the freedom to do so.
So I have booked to disappear again half way through next year! To Thailand this time, with hopefully some extra added on volunteer work afterwards (if the money situation is right).
Some people question my adventures and wonder if these disappearing acts I do are stopping me from opening my self up to opportunities at home. This may be so, although through these adventures I am meeting amazing people from all around the world who are on the same inner journey as me!
This is probably too whimsical for a Saturday but I really needed to do some pondering.
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. - Henry David Thoreau
