When someone learns what I do — the exciting part, anyway, which is go to some of the world’s most amazing places to play hard and come home all busted up and grinning broadly, usually anyway — their lament is that they don’t have the resources.
Balderdash.
Part of why I say this is that so many folks simply assume I fly first class, stay in pricey resorts. Not exactly. (Most of my tents have holes, and I end up covered in bugs, dirt and spiders. I happen to enjoy that but I’m definitely not normal.)
Another part is that so many of us have no notion of how much we waste every day, week, month. The small purchases that add up at month’s end to hundreds of dollars. Largely, for nothing- especially when some minor preparations can allow us to avoid spending.
Let’s be clear. I’m no trust fund baby. Like most of us I have to scrape if I want to do a trip on my own dime. There are some things that each of us can do, however, which can lead to a major escape. And I have one girl’s story (pilfered from Outside Online, which should know something about living out loud) for you to read as a perfect example. Stay tuned.