What Next?

For as long as I can remember I have always had the feeling that where I am is just not enough; there is more to be experienced and it is always slightly beyond my grasp. A lot of people share this feeling and yet, as alien as it seems to me, there are also a lot of people who don’t. I personally attribute this attitude to my moving from a big country to a little one when I was very young. I was too young to really experience the ‘big’ country and as I grew up in the ‘little’ one, I began to realise just how limiting it was and I had already had a brief taste of what else could be had.

The ‘big’ country is England and the ‘little’ one is Malta. Neither country is terribly exciting and England is certainly not that big. However, if you compare it with an island which you could walk across in a day, you’ll understand where I’m coming from.

I blamed my unhappiness of living in Malta on the corrupt government, the narrow mindedness which pervades the mindset of the vast majority of the people (some will attack me for that but I believe it to be true) and the way the Church (another corrupt institution I am wholeheartedly against) seems to have its fingers in every pie. My dislike of the society I was living in together with a few other factors led me to jump ship and move to Ireland last May.

Why Ireland? No other reason than that I had had a fun holiday there the year before. Looking back, this probably wasn’t the best way to make such a big decision and yet here I am and I don’t regret it. At first I was amazed; people were so easy going and open minded and there was always so much going on! When you’re used to a Bryan Adams (who?) concert being classed as a huge event, it doesn’t take much to top that. I was infatuated with the nightlife, the music, the theatre everywhere! Dublin is certainly a wonderful little step up in the world and I am thankful to it for easing me into the big wide world.

But you can see where this is going, can’t you? Once again, I find myself thinking, ‘What next?’

A series of (unfortunate?) events has led me to one, solid conclusion: I need to travel. I turn 24 this year and so far all I have ever done is study and/or work. Now if I had a job I loved that would be one thing. However, I have recently realised that I have been putting far too much of myself into a job which doesn’t fulfil me and doesn’t do any good to anyone else either. Unfortunately, I do not have the luxury of walking out and onto the next plane and so I have set myself a rough time limit: I want to be on my way to see the world by May next year.

And that is where this blog comes into play. Over the next year I will be piecing together the details of ‘The Big Trip’ and I hope to document it all the way. Then, when I am finally on the road, this will be my travel journal. This comes with a disclaimer of course: I am terrible at keeping blogs. However, I am more excited about this goal than I have been about anything in a long time so I hope that will balance things out πŸ™‚

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3 Responses

  1. Rubella says:

    One word: INSPIRED!

    • Hannah says:

      Gosh, I haven’t read this post in a long time! It’s great to re-read it actually, and see how far I have come since then (2 sleeps left until I leave for Kenya!). So glad you find it inspiring πŸ™‚

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