It’s almost here. Every day that thought echoes even louder through my subconscious. The day we get on a plane and leave the country for unknown adventures. There
have been many days when it seemed like it would never get here, but
now with a month left, I find myself constantly remembering some small
detail that I either forgot or suddenly decided was vitally important to
take care of before it’s too late. Inevitably, there will be some things that I will forget. Whatever they are, once we’re out there I doubt they will seem to matter as much.
we got engaged in June 2011, we laid out a simple plan that we would
get married in December, and within a year, quit our jobs and travel. At the time some people questioned our sanity, while most questioned our resolve to see it through. We had good jobs and lived downtown in a great city, why would we give that up? We
had no real answer beyond the belief that there has to be more to life
than earning money and getting saddled with car and house payments.
we initially focused on budgeting for our pending nuptials (which we
managed to pay for completely on our own), there was always the concern
in the back of our minds about saving enough money to make this trip
work. In the fall we began selling off our possessions:
the extra car, the motorcycle, almost all of our recreational equipment
such as skis, etc. To save on gas, we rarely drove
anywhere unless it was absolutely necessary (and still do; its good
practice for our upcoming travels).