I’ve always grown up as a traveler. The beginning of my tale begins with the birth of my grandfather in Switzerland and my grandmother in the Philippines. Thanks to them, I had already been overseas a handful of times before I was 10 years old.
Before the travel bug blood reached my veins, it went through my mom’s. I think it’s safe to say that I am three generations deep in this wanderlust addiction.
It wasn’t until recently that I began to think of traveling in a new sense with a new set of experiences: working/living. To this date, I have lived/worked on three continents and each occasion came accompanied with a big wad of obscurity, stress, anxiety and doubtfulness.
If you’re thinking about working overseas, do it.
I was petrified booking flights and enrolling in a China TEFL course that had zero reviews. I spent exasperating hours researching decent farms above the Tropic of Capricorn that allowed me to extend my time in Australia. And I had no clue what I was doing looking for a European university that suited my degree.
Two words: Worth it. I just wish I had experienced advice to help me along the way.
Travel Bug Addict is the place to come if you’re discombobulated with the lack of personal insight to the places you want to travel. I hope I can provide some solace, tips and inspiration in the hectic process of relocation.