Charlie and I spent our morning daydreaming about the perfect jobs, lifestyles, and ideal futures. For me, I want a nice car, a decent house and a good job - all while traveling the globe. But it seems that might be impossible! We also talked about bucket lists and the things we want to do before we die, and although that sounds so melancholy, it actually makes my travel and experiences more legitimate.
As a traveller, I am often looked down upon when applying for jobs that are not strictly posted for the backpacking population. It is for that exact reason that I sometimes feel like less of an adult than some of my peers. I mean, look at my best friend Daina. She earns great money as an Engineer at a very successful gas & utilities company. Daina has owned a car since she was legal to drive, and most recently, she has moved into her brand spanking new condo. Only six months after finishing her studies, might I add.
How can I compare myself to such an accomplished young adult? I can’t! And before any of you go saying that I am a lazy degenerate, with generation Y syndrome, and we just don’t know the value of hard work, dedication and we want to find a job we LOVE… I am not. I have never been fired, let go or even written up or yelled at. My job has always meant a lot to me, and I have worked very hard for the references I have received. I do believe the difference between Daina and I, lies solely in how we choose to spend our money.
Don’t get me wrong, I am dying to earn more money in order to buy a new car. But in my mind, and my heart, I know that if I never travel to another continent again, I will die extremely unhappy. Which I think, in turn, legitimizes my poor resume and terrible income.
Regardless of all of that, I think travel is how I have learned a lot of my skills. I am literally a bajillion times better at managing my money than I was a year and a half ago. Also, I think I place value on relationships I have with people a lot more. When I left, I didn’t even think about my grandparents, aunts or uncles. I just left! Even though some of those people have been truly great to me in my lifetime. Travel taught me that.
Travel teaches you things that mean much more than language or geography.
And for that, I am grateful.