Saving Money, or, D’oh!
“First we had to work to earn enough money for the trip. Terry was all for starting at once with the twenty dollars I had left. I didn’t like it. And, like a damn fool, I considered the problem for two days…until my twenty dwindled to just over ten.” – Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Moral: plan, but don’t plan for too long. We have a target, and we think it’ll take a year to hit. We’re lucky.
The thought that will keep me going over this long, long year, that will give me comfort when I get impatient with the inactivity, with the wishing but not doing, is the definition of vagabonding (aka: traveling for long periods of time) from Rolf Potts, in, naturally, Vagabonding:
“…the question of how and when to start vagabonding is not really a question at all. Vagabonding starts now. Even if the practical reality of travel is months or years away, vagabonding begins the moment you stop making excuses, start saving money, and begin to look at maps with the narcotic tingle of possibility.”
I’ve got the tingle.