There comes a time when you just have to go. My time has arrived. It’s time to go.
It’s not like this wasn’t expected. Ever since I was able to walk, I have had the desire to get out and explore new places. Luckily, my family helped foster that sense of excitement and adventure. When I was in high school, I somehow convinced my parents to let me participate in an “educational” trip to Europe on their dime. There wasn’t much educating, but it did stir up a passion to experience other cultures. Ever since then, I couldn’t stop thinking about where I shall venture next.
A few years ago, I backpacked a portion of Latin America. Starting in Guatemala, I began to drift south and see what happens. That is when Travel to Move was born. I encourage new readers to glance through my archives to read about my past shenanigans.
When I returned to the States, I tried this whole thing called the “real world.” Turns out, I didn’t like it. Work is no fun, so I thought to myself, why bother?
Then a light bulb came on… sort of. What the hell was I doing back in the U.S.? Since I never found my answer, I knew I had to go somewhere. Looking back on my travels, the one place that truly stood out was Colombia. I wanted to return, continue writing, learn how to cook a tortilla, and maybe for once actually learn this thing called “Spanish.”
Like my prior travels, I’m heading down there with close to no plan. As of now, I’m going to Bogota and will attempt to write about adjusting to life in Colombia while pursuing other projects. I might try my hand at teaching English , or could very well start dancing on the street for nickels.
I have the worser grammar and my speling is hoaribile. Over the past few years, I have became extremely dependent on spell cehck, but most of the time, it screws me over. With that aside, I will be keeping an updated website that allows people to follow me as I try to adapt to life in Colombia… or what ever the hell I end up doing. The most important part of my trip consists of experiencing their culture, trying their customs, sampling their food and drinks, and most importantly, meeting people of all walks of life along the way. I hope that my writings and pictures allow people to get a glimpse of the culture I am experiencing and awaken a thirst for knowledge of the world and the people who dwell on it.