Funemployment and the ride of your life

I’ve officially been on the road, so to speak, for a good 5 weeks now – strike that, a great 5 weeks now – so perhaps it’s time I knuckled down and delved into what it is I have done, not where I have travelled and all that (I have endeavoured to start getting those posts underway asap but first, this) but rather what the exact nature of my current journey has been – and that chunky theme of funemployment.

After spreading my travel bug wings a little over the last year and a half before this, with three fairly big trips, first to Bali, then Mozambique, then Thailand for an entire month in September last year, it felt like I was edging closer and closer to something, though exactly what it was I wasn’t sure. What I did know, and this may sound terribly obvious, was that the more I did it, the more I realised I wanted to be on the road more and stuck in one place (with all the regular mundanities and responsibilities of regular life) a hell of a lot less.

Whether we are doing something simple like grabbing a quick coffee or heading into a jungle for a trek, the important thing was that we were tackling it together, even if that meant one of us was getting strangled by the other by the end of it all. Somewhere in all that is the meaning of love, then, isn't it?

Whether we are doing something simple like grabbing a quick coffee or heading into a jungle for a trek, the important thing was that we were tackling it together, even if that meant one of us was getting strangled by the other by the end of it all. Somewhere in all that is the meaning of love, then, isn’t it?

And so it was that, together with my wife, we began birthing this plan of taking the show on the road. We packed it in at our stable, respectable and decently-paid jobs, said goodbye to our little flat of three years, sold one of our cars (it was mine, naturally haha) and packed our bags filled to the brim with all sorts of hoohaa we now realise we probably didn’t need half of and off we went with no set plan further than our first three weeks in South East Asia, which we picked because we knew we could probably get a good stretch of the little bit of money we had saved up over the last few months… (ok, we had a rough itinerary set out for maybe three months or so but decided we didn’t want to go etching anything in stone just yet and so far it has worked out nicely for us)

When I first imagined penning this piece, those good 5 weeks ago, I always thought I’d be writing about that proverbial coin with the two sides or that double-edged sword that could cut back just as bitingly as it carved forward but, sitting here in my dainty little hotel room on the second floor of an old French colonial hotel in downtown Luang Prabang, Laos, whether it is simply a lack of any hindsight just yet or still the high of returning from a peaceful little restaurant on the edge of the Mekong River, sipping beer and wolfing down a pizza before taking a quick cycle in the drizzle, I can honestly say I have no regrets about the decision we have made, in fact, I am near to patting myself on the back for it, aren’t I?

I wanted to say something here about being in for the ride of your life, so I thought why don't we all have a good chuckle at me having a ride on what looks like a clown bike when I'm on it in good ol' Chiang Mai, Thailand hahaha. Point: Hitch yourself to that dream ride, I believe in you even if you don't :P

I wanted to say something here about being in for the ride of your life, so I thought why don’t we all have a good chuckle at this blurry pic of me having a ride on what looks like a clown bike when I’m on it in good ol’ Chiang Mai, Thailand hahaha. Point: Hitch yourself to that dream ride, I believe in you even if you don’t 😛

And it’s not so much that I believe in the recent thread that travellers like to tag, of experiences over things, because, honestly, I think the ideal would be to have both and the reality of our situation was that we were stuck with the choice of putting down a deposit on a home or lumping it all in and chasing some views and the latter just won out in the end as we felt it was just the right time for us as individuals. I think that is the choice every person needs to make for themselves. We had nothing holding us back and we have slingshot our way out those travel gates and never looked back and, to sum up the jist of this post, funemployment doesn’t have to be as scary as you make it out to be, it’s certainly not as scary as tying your leg to that desk, now is it?

Soon I will get cracking with just some of what we have done, so that there is a stream of that popping up too but for now, I think I should tuck into this cup of tea and sit on the balcony as I watch some townsfolk go about their day…

 

 

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About Baywatch Bergemann

Baywatch Bergemann is a wayward, transient academic who would rather spend his time on the beach or on a hillside than in the classroom. We're thankful for that and that he chooses to spread his wisdom here rather than anywhere else.

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