For years, actually, for as far back as I can remember, I've had this insatiable fascination with all things travel related. The ebb and flow of everyday life in places I had only heard of, the mysterious and natural wonders, and all the glitz and grime of literally everywhere around the globe called to me. I'd spend hours pouring over travel blogs, travel websites and any social media outlet that would let me catch a glimpse of the things I longed to see for myself.
One day, in my early 30's, an idea came to me, and not as a complete shock. What if I could travel the world? What if I really could see it all? Of course, not the entire world, that would take up an eternity of lifetimes and I only have this one. Young people are famously known for taking a gap year between high school and their first year of college. How cool is that to just be able to go out and explore the world before life gets in the way? But I was way far past my high school years. Is this something that people do no matter their age or stage in life? Could I turn this dream into a reality?
The answers that I found online were not only encouraging, they pretty much insisted I take this journey, that I follow my dream. I spent countless nights reading blogs of women who were in my age bracket that had taken "Round the World" trips and done it solo. Some of them went for six months, some for a year, and some traveled without an end date. They did it on every conceivable budget, they came from every walk of life, and the one thing I read over and over was that it had been worth it. I was hooked, and I knew that somehow I had to do this for myself.
But how?
