A post grad international trip has been my life plan since high school. Since before high school. Honestly, for as long as I can remember, I’ve had the travel bug. I’ve traveled a bit – England (I’m British, technically), Mexico, Japan, Canada, some of the other states. But that’s it really. I think being a photographer+writer naturally lends itself to travel and so I’ve spent countless hours working my way through college, trying to save up enough money+guts and narrow it down to one or two places I’d love to spend time. I’ve spent two and a half years learning Italian and I can still remember a tad bit it Spanish… But…
Even though I’ve been waiting for this for what feels like forever, now that it’s crazy close, I seem to find myself at a planning standstill. There are people here that I love. Projects and ideas I’ve been dying to follow through with. A potential for work or life in a new city.
And on the other side, there’s travel. Travel, potentially alone. With all of the unknowns that come with new places and people and without a job or much money to my name, I find myself a little bit scared. About travel? It might be the first time I’ve felt that way. Ever.
I’ve mapped out three months of no work. Three months + a plan ticket from Mom and Dad. Three months of me and my camera. Three months meeting people, seeing new places, eating new food.
Where to? Well. I’m not sure yet. But I’m ready to put some new pins in my map.
I’ll keep you updated.
xo – Simone