So here’s an interesting question:
I would love to move to Italy for a few years and just travel. I’ve been saying this for years, and yet I have never done it. Honestly, a little part of it is fear – what if I don’t make it? What if I can’t find a way to get by?
A large part of it has to do with practicality. I have been living hand-to-mouth since 2008 in an attempt to get myself out of student loan debt. Because of this, I don’t have much in savings, the job market in Europe isn’t exactly booming and at the moment I can’t work remotely with my job. Since my whole purpose is to live in a small town, travel and write, I need some means of getting by. Otherwise what’s the point if I am going to be stuck in a small place, working just to get by? I can do that here. Being practical is just so tiresome and boring sometimes, right?
But then I dream about living in a flat in northern Italy – in the mountains overlooking the coast, sipping coffee in the mornings with El Hombre and writing about my adventures. I pine about hiking through trails down to the coast and enjoying prosecco with freshly caught frutti di mari or pasta al pesto. As I bike through my neighborhood, I wish I were biking through the countryside with groves and rolling hills for all the eye can see.
So once I finish my student loans, I’ll start saving!