Why I Won’t Travel For Longer Than A Month — Even Though I Can
Hanging up my backpack and making roots.
I am part of the remote working crowd. I got in there before COVID and before the whole Marie Kondo minimalism ‘get rid of anything that doesn’t give you joy’ mantra came along. And while I see people still starting their remote working journeys, excited and hopeful, asking questions on forums about camper life, nomad hotspots, and technology essentials, I feel like I have gone full circle. I’ve seen many places, worked across time zones and currencies, and felt liberated that I didn’t need my holiday approved by my boss, but now I am ready to make roots.
This feeling or start of my next chapter probably stems from a variety of factors. My age (early thirties), my desire to create my own family, this being the first time I have lived by myself, and to be honest, my new joy of following architecture/interior design pages on Instagram (I want to see beautifully decorated walls when I scroll not boomerangs of boring cocktails please). All this and more have cumulated in my desire to settle down/grow up/make roots/buy plants, haha.
Two standout moments made me feel this way. Last year, I traveled back to Europe just before the ‘second wave’ set in and gallivanted around, seeing as many friends and family as I could at the…
