Saturday, 14 January 2017

The Guilt

I sometimes feel embarrassed when someone asks me where I am going on my 5 month trip, I can't even look them in the eye when I rhyme off the countries. Often the response is "wow, OMG, must be nice, so jealous", on and on...and then a sense of guilt floods over me, and I think I must sound like I'm bragging. Really, I need to get over myself and just own the fact that what I'm doing is amazing, but that I've worked my butt off to get to this point.  

Travelling the world has never been a question in my life, it's just part of my life, and taking this opportunity to travel for an extended period of time was always going to happen, it was just a matter of time.

My parents instilled the travel bug by always taking us on summer adventures. Even though we never left Canada or the Continental USA, they taught us to appreciate new surroundings, to understand the history and culture of a region and to try new foods (although I was never good at that when younger!). Our camping trips to Cape Cod, Williamsburg, Virginia, the Outer Banks, Canada's East coast, just to name a few have left lasting memories as a well as the longing to explore more.
Family camping trip to the coast- I'm the eldest (circa late 1980s)

Attending university as a young single mom did not stop me from perusing opportunities to travel. Through grants, scholarships and bursaries, I attended a semester at Herstmonceux Castle, studied at the University of Havana, and had a teaching fellowship that took me to Mexico City. I had intended to pursue my teaching degree and work overseas, however a wrench was thrown into that plan... meeting my now husband.
Matthew & I in Venice, Italy after I completed my semester at Herstmonceux Castle (2002)


Ryan and Matthew on one of our camping adventures (circa, early 2000s)

Lucky for me, the man I fell in love with also has a travel bug (really, it was a requirement!). While dating we travelled, including Chile and the UK. 


Trip to Chile while Ryan & I were dating (2004)
After many discussions of moving overseas for him to pursue his pilot career and my teaching career, the call came from a large airline company in Canada, and he couldn't say no. That sealed our fate-we were living in Canada. We continue to travel, mainly through home exchanging (I'll explain how that works in a future post), but travelling for an extended period has been my goal. It's been years of paying off student loan debt, working extra jobs and saving that has got me to this point. This brings us to a fast approaching departure date for 5 months of travel! I will be departing with my daughter and leaving the hubby to fend for himself until he's able to join us for a few weeks at a time.

So I'm going to try not to feel guilty when I tell people I'm leaving for 5 months, and embrace and enjoy my well earned opportunity with my daughter. I've got my map and my sense of adventure!





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