Trying to find my thing

Lots of my friends have found their “thing” and by thing I mean calling in life, they know where they are going what they are doing and are happy. Its coming up on a year since I finished my Masters in American History and while taking a Gap year has been great working in retail has shown me what I hate in life. There is still this lacking in my life, I haven’t found my “thing” yet.

For the past few months I’ve been toying with different career paths ranging from teaching to working in social media, while all were interesting and teaching the most doable because of my education background doing a Hdipp or a PHD seemed like the obvious course. Friends and family had noticed that I had bee getting increasingly frustrated with work and life in general as I felt as if I was in a rut and giving nowhere fast.

But then the best advice came from where it usually does my dad, I definitely don’t give him enough credit for how he has helped me. Only particularly gloomy day at home, it was my day off and I was too third or sad to move much when he pointed out that travel was my thing. He reminded me I had been mad into adventures and travel since I was nine years old and we went on our first big family holiday to France and in particular Disneyland Paris. He continued to highlight the sparkle that appears in my eyes whenever I’m talking about holidays or travel be it in the past or future. When I mentioned this to my friends they immediately confirmed my dad’s advice that my “thing” is most definitely travel, I never stop talking about my latest plans or where I’ve just come back from. After this relegation I took some time to mull what friends and family had said about me and my love for travel. Subsequently I realised I’m obsessed with it, it’s all I think of and hope for. I have always said that sitting in an office 9-5 was never an option for me so the complete opposite should definitely be the perfect fit to keep me happy and amused. The thought of adventure and experiencing new cultures and ways of life have me completely thrilled beyond belief.

But now I have to figure out how to turn my clear passion for travel into a career and a life that I can enjoy to the fullest.

Unbelievably Jealous

Unbelievably Jealous

My younger brother just moved to Macerata, Italy on Erasmus yesterday and this is the view from his apartment. I’m so proud of him but at the same time as its bringing back amazing memories from my Erasmus in Lyon which started 3 years ago to the day he left.

While I am green with jealously and envy, this photo has made me excited for my impending move to France in January!