I returned from three months travelling in the Middle East in December 2010, and after a few weeks back at work I had this feeling that it wasn’t where I was meant to be. I don’t know where I should be – it just wasn’t sitting in an office back home in Melbourne. It didn’t take much for me to realise that this would be a good point in my life to leave the ‘real world’ behind and just take off overseas without much of a plan. While I’m young, while I don’t have a career or any real commitments, while there’s nothing tying me down in Australia, I figure that there’s a whole world out there and no reason not to explore at least part of it.
So, in May 2011 I jetted off to Egypt, planning to head to Morocco after Egypt and Estonia after Morocco. All plans end in Estonia; once I hit European soil I have only a vague idea where I want to go and absolutely nothing organised. The idea at the moment is to spend five or six months in Eastern Europe, then head through Turkey, Armenia, Azerbaijan and Georgia through to Iran…maybe make it to India and South East Asia…I’m making it up as I go along. I’m planning to wing it around the world until my money runs out – or at least until I’m down to my credit card and it’s time for a flight home. The idea is that I should be able to travel for twelve months or so, provided that I can stick to a reasonable budget, but if I’ve still got cash, I won’t be coming home! A year of solo travel is just what I need right now.