xactly one year ago day, I left my home and commenced a new life. Before I left, Phillipa and I decided we should try and travel for a year, and then see how we felt. Well, today we both feel good. We’re happy, and more than capable of pressing on with it. At the moment, no end to this journey is in sight.
But there’s no point in making a song and dance about this milestone. It’s done – a year down, and onto the next.
After a year on the road travelling through more than twenty countries in three continents, some people have asked me if I feel like settling down, if I’m tired, or that perhaps I would prefer a more “stationary” life.
No, not really.
This morning I picked up a new car.
Actually, it’s an old car.
A nineteen year old French hatchback. It’s red, and I’ve already thrown the hub caps in the bin.
In a few days time, I’m going to attempt to drive it from Amsterdam (the Netherlands) to Bucharest (Romania), and then hopefully further, to the depths of the Balkans. Unfinished business, you see. Yes, my plan is to drive a decades old car that cost me 350 euro, more than 2000 miles, from one side of Europe to the other. I’ve got a spare tire, so I am assuming nothing else could possibly go wrong.
So that’s day one, of year two.
I don’t feel like settling down, and I’m not tired.
PS, thanks for reading this. Really – I’m humbled and amazed that some of you have been following since day one. I love reading your comments, if you ever have any questions, always feel free to ask.
PPS, about the map – the markers do not represent stops. They’re just there to help me plan the route. The entire journey is reasonably intense, and will take two, or maybe three months. There will be deviations. If the car dies, then the plan will change. If I’m heading anywhere near you, and you have a fire extinguisher or a tool set, let me know.
* all plans are subject to change on a whim