IN COLLEGE, I WANTED NOTHING MORE than to travel constantly. My inspiration was a guy I met while in Brazil, who, at the end of his twenties, had been to nearly 100 countries. I asked him how he did it.
“Oh, I just don’t spend any money when I’m home. I work a bunch and once I’ve saved enough money, I quit and start traveling.”
His job? Postal work.
Now that I’m at the end of my twenties, I’m ready to call bullshit on his explanation. I’m pretty sure the dude had family money. Or maybe sold drugs. Because I’ve spent the last decade traveling whenever I could, and it was just not that easy.