I have been suffering an existential crisis since I returned from Europe back in June.
Since then, I have been experiencing travel withdrawal in its severest form. I’ve made a million travel plans, and I’ve revised them. I’ve scoured the Internet for hours, wasting time, finding ways to travel. I’ve driven everybody absolutely freaking nuts. I find myself restless, depressive, and under-stimulated. I am uninspired, unmotivated. My hair is falling out. My FREAKING HAIR is falling out.
Life, my friends, has gotten boring. And with the winter months looming over me like a schoolmarm with a ruler in her hand, and as the days get a little colder, I’m finding it harder and harder to get out of bed in the mornings.
It’s not that I don’t love living in Newfoundland, or that I don’t enjoy my friends and family, or I don’t appreciate the fact I’m alive and healthy and self-employed. I will always be actively involved in the Newfoundland travel community. Always.
It’s just that if I don’t do it now, WHEN WILL I?
So in spring of 2015, I’m packing up my belongings, sending Bella the cat home to live with my parents, and I’m moving to Berlin, Germany. I’ve been practicing my German. It’s really goddamned hard.
And then are the other things.
So, my tentative plans: Leave St. John’s in the spring, and participate in a volunteer archaeological dig of a Roman city in Menorca, Spain. The trip includes a jaunt over to Italy to explore Rome and Pompeii. It’s a whopping $3k expenditure, but this will help me to determine whether or not I want to pursue archaeology as a career. I am profoundly in love with the ancients.
From there: a vacation, perhaps for 20 days in India or Indonesia, or whatever opportunity arises. I am literally open to everything. ANYTHING. ALL THINGS.
And then: a move to Berlin, where I’ll be in central Europe and able to explore all the infinite travel possibilities open to me. I’ve been searching flights from Berlin to “everywhere” on Skyscanner, and it’s marvelous. Also: The Yacht Week in Greece. Who wants in?
And wherever I am in the world, I welcome all visitors. Since I’ve started casually talking about this move, I’ve had a dozen friends and bloggers say they’ll see me in Berlin. The world is small.
I hope you’ll follow me in this “arduous” process of moving to Germany. It’ll be a learning experience, and I would love for you to be there to witness my foibles and my ongoing baldness.
SETTING INTENTIONS. Sending happy vibes out into the universe. Lifting unnecessary burdens. FREEDOM.