Ok I’m not going to fart, but I may make jokes about stuff like that…and boob sweat…all in how it relates to travel My name is Alex and I’m on a quest to make adventure the epicenter of my life. I’m not interested in simply following the grid of what I’ve been told to do. I’ve set myself free to decide my own path- basically I make decisions about what I want every minute, verses writing up a ten-year plan.
Right now I’m writing to you from Bordeaux, France. Tomorrow I’m heading to Epernay, the capital of Champagne land. I’m traveling by myself, and it’s my first time traveling alone for this length of time – I’ll be traveling 2-3 months.
I hope to get something out of it, because frankly, I’m a bit lost. For the last year or so, travel has been the only thing on my mind. I have no real desire to make a life anywhere, and while I do have a desire to be “known for something” I don’t yet know what that thing is. I’ve thought about these issues a lot and have come to the conclusion that the more I think about them….the less likely I’m going to figure anything out. Seriously, this is JUST like love. The more you look for that fucker, the more likely he’ll run the hell away from you. So I’ve decided to put an end to the never-ending saga of the “what the hell am I going to do with my life?” question and just travel.
Here I will record my musing on travel, tips I discover, and all the weird videos I shot while I was trying to be in the moment but failing miserably because I was thinking of you.
Wish me luck and bon voyage!