It’s a long time since I’ve really journeyed outside of Australia. Over twenty years, to be precise (i don’t include two short hops to New Zealand and a thoroughly forgettable five days in Fiji fighting with a now ex-girlfriend).
And with good reason.
When all of my friends were off wandering the world, working in hospitality to save enough money for their next sojourn, I was wandering around Australia, hitching from place to place, working odd jobs, seeing my own country.
Three years on the road living out of a thirty litre pack, with only two t-shirts, a pair of shorts, pair of jeans, jumper, jacket, boots and my tent to keep me out of the weather (that and my wits when i had them about me).
Three years of sleeping in truck-stops, on park benches, beneath picnic tables, under bridges and on bare concrete floors.
I’m proud to say that I’ve seen more of Australia than almost any other Aussie I know – but to be honest, I’ve barely scratched the surface.
Regardless, I now find myself in Boulder, Colorado – and i have to say it feels more like home than anywhere I’ve been before.
This blog is really just an outlet for a restless mind (what mind isn’t restless). It’s something i’ve been meaning to get to for almost ten years, yet somehow there always seemed something more important to deal with. Some relationship, some business, some thing that required my attention and invariably received it.
Only now, in Boulder, liberated for a time from a business that has demanded more and more of me over the years, am I finding the time to rest, revive and contemplate what it truly means, for me to live sustainably.