I used to be an accountant.
When I was 20, I graduated from university, and by 21 I was already in suit and tie. I spent my days in a cubicle, maybe a couple of metres wide, doing tax returns for a bunch of wealthy people who didn’t seem to care too much about it. Supposedly I had made all the right moves in life, but I only lasted a week in my career before I began asking myself, “Surely there is more to life than this?”
Two years later, I’d had enough. I was only 23 years old but had already grown sick of life. I hated waking up early in the morning, hated being told what to do by someone I didn’t know and hated working so hard for something I didn’t even want. At the time, many firms were hurting from the global financial crisis, and my employer offered extended leave to anyone who wanted it.
I took it.
“See you back in here in eight weeks,” she told me.
Little did I know, the next eight weeks would change my life.
I decided to spend the time studying Spanish on the southern coast of Spain, pursuing an itch to learn a second language that had grown on me since I was a teenager. Within 48 hours, I was hooked. Travelling alone for the first time was like discovering a world I never knew existed. I was electrified by the culture shock, mesmerised by the Spanish lifestyle. I made new friends, discovered a new way of life, I spoke in a new language, I said yes to every invitation. Every day had become something to be excited about, rather than a slow, tortuous wait for the clock to knock past 5. Almost instantly, the tired, jaded, accountant in me disappeared – suddenly I was inspired, invigorated. It was as if I had discovered a hidden version of me, a version of me that had been waiting to be set free, one that had been laying dormant inside of me all this time.
This was the life I wanted.
Eight weeks later I returned to my cubicle, and after a year I finally gained the exalted status of Chartered Accountant. For most accountants that was the beginning, but for me it was the end. I quit my job two months later and never looked back.
Since then, life has become an incredible adventure. Over nine years on the road has blessed me with countless new friendships, lessons and memories that will surely last a lifetime. But today, my travels include a new mission: to help you pursue your own dreams, whatever they are. I want you to know life does not have to be lived behind a desk, tinkering on a keyboard and punching numbers into a spreadsheet.
There is an incredible, mind-blowing world out there, more fascinating than you ever imagined it to be.
All you need to do is jump, and I’m going to show you how.
About this website
This website started as a place to share stories from the road. As the readership grew, it evolved into a place to help you fulfill your own travel dreams too.
Today you will find my writing covers many topics; money, work, love, fear, dreams. But the lessons I learn are always from the road. Travel is my first love, and always keeps me moving forward.
Hopefully there are lessons here that will have a positive influence on your life, too.
If you’re ready to get started in pursuing your own missions in life, I’ve put together a Start Page for you, complete with all my best stories, advice and resources. You can click here to go there now.
We all have a unique journey, and it all starts somewhere. Hopefully my blog is enough to help you take the first step.
To your coming adventures,
P.S. To see where I am in the world right now and what I’ve been up to, you can check out my Instagram!