A post about life
Two weeks before graduating from university, I found myself having the exact same conversation over and over again. With many different people. Classmates, friends, their parents, family members—even the ladies at the supermarket checkout.
“What are you going to do when you graduate?”
“I’m not really sure. I think I might throw some clothes in a backpack and travel around the world.”
And thus, the barrage of questions would begin.
“Where are you going to stay?”
To be honest, I’m not even sure where I’m sleeping next week. I think I may travel to Buenos Aires and find someone to befriend there. I’ve been relying on CouchSurfing so far and that’s been working out pretty well.
I figure the worst thing that can happen is I find myself homeless in a foreign city late at night, at which point I simply walk to the nearest hostel. I’m not against sleeping on a park bench either.
“Can you afford this trip?”
Absolutely not. But I have enough money to stay alive for the first few months. And when I run out of money, I’ll figure out how to find more. There is a lot of wealth in the world and I have no doubt that I will find money when I need money. I’ve been living on less than $10 per day so far, and I hope to continue that trend.
“Why don’t you work for a while and save some money first?”
Because that’s what everybody plans on doing. You think you’ll work for a year to save money and then embark on an exciting adventure. But then you realize having a steady income is actually quite nice. And then you wake up one day, 40 years down the road, and realize you forgot to give that comfort up and go explore.
I promise you will never have enough money to do the things you want to do. So forget about the money and just go do them.
“Is that little backpack all you’re taking?”
Yes, it is. You’d be surprised how little a person actually needs to survive. A few shirts, a pair of shorts, a pair of pants, some underwear, and a solid collection of music will keep most people going for years.
And if I need anything, I’ll just pick it up abroad. Let’s be honest, most of the things we buy are manufactured in the countries I’m traveling to anyway.
“What are you going to do when you get back?”
I have no idea. Considering I don’t even know what I’m doing this afternoon, I’d say my plans when I return home are pretty irrelevant right now. I’ll probably start by spending an evening with my best mates and a case of beer.
At the end of the day, I simply trust things will work out.
If I need a place to stay, I’ll meet a new friend on CouchSurfing. Or perhaps I’ll already be connected to someone through mutual friends.
If I need money, hopefully a job will show up. Or perhaps I’ll just ask someone for it.
If I need a friend, I’ll start walking and saying hello to people until I meet someone whose doing the same thing. And then we’ll walk together.
Some people may say I’m naive for relying on this so-called blind faith. Call it what you will—it works.