It all comes down to money. 25 years old and the most limiting factor in my life is money. I have managed to fashion a "job" for myself that allows me to surf and travel but at what point does traveling become simply commuting to work? Morocco, 7 subsequent years, France 4 and Indo 4 trips in 6 years. I have been blessed to meet some of the kindest, most welcoming people and have made friends for life in many of the countries I have visited but cant help feel the traveling stopped years ago when these places became a place of work - all due to the fact I needed a lifestyle that combined work with surfing...yet the only reason "work" factors into the equation is to get paid. Sometimes I catch myself being envious of my guests who have a secure job, decent wage and enough holiday that they travel the world intermittently living in luxury and surfing new places, no recycling of trips, no daily budget, just good times and a needed escape from the day to day grind. My grind is a lot less then many people my age pursuing a career yet I (I know I sound like a spoiled brat) need a trip unrelated to business and purely for pleasure. I have somehow built a box for myself, one wall the UK, one Bali, one France and the other Morocco. It's a happy little box but a box all the same. I'm not sure where, with who, or when my next trip will be but it has to be imminent and it has to be somewhere unique.
Cuba?
Equador?
India?
Perhaps Bournemouth.
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