What would you do if you’d hit or neared 50, had always wanted to travel the world, and didn’t even come close to having the resources to do so.
What if… for too many years, all of your work and earnings had gone into keeping a roof over your head without allowing you the luxury to go out from under the roof to enjoy your own town, city, state, country or planet?
That was me.
So I jumped on the next best event that came along. Instead of moving to a new apartment, I moved into the world.
If I didn’t have to spend so much money on rent I could travel.
It costs less to rent a dorm room any place in the world than it did for me to rent my apartment for any given night! So the money I saved in rent would cover my travel costs.
Welcome to my life of travel.