It’s a tragic result of my upbringing that I have absolutely zero interest in ever holding down a dour 9 to 5 job, raising 2.5 rug rats, and having a mortgage. Instead, I aydream about a life of scuba diving, beaches, drinking, video gaming, new adventures, and bedding buxom wenches.
Come to think of it, I really wish I was bedding more buxom wenches and playing fewer video games…
I came to the travel game late. My first plane ride and first trip off of Australian shores came in late 2007 at the ripe old age of 23. After graduating from university, I found myself stuck in a dead-end job back in my home town with no real social life or prospects to speak of. Battling clinical depression, I didn’t see a whole lot of hope for a bright or sunny future. When a friend invited me to come teach in South Korea with him, I’d like to say I leaped at the opportunity.
In truth, my friends and family gave me a push. I haven’t looked back since.
In the seven years since that wide-eyed and naive country boy stepped on the plane from Sydney to Seoul, I’ve been making up for lost time. I’ve lived and taught English in two countries (China and South Korea), visited a further thirteen countries, written a Chinese sitcom, been on safari, fallen in love a few times, fallen out of love an equal number of times, been aimed at by a sniper, fallen asleep on distant beaches, drank a lot of beer, done a lot of crazy stuff, and loved every minute of it.
I write here not only to share my own adventures, but to inspire you to lead a life less ordinary. Some people find comfort in the routine and safety of a 9 to 5 job and a white picket fence, but I know that’s not for everybody.
Be brave, be reckless, be happy.
You only live once.