If not now, then when?

I’ve just booked flights to Australia.

Well, not exactly to Australia - they’re first to Ho Chi Minh City, where I spend the night, the next day to Bali, where I spend Christmas, and then onwards to Brisbane.

And following this, I still need to get to Mackay, where I can begin volunteering on a farm.

It’s a lot, especially considering how much the last few months have rinsed my bank account already.

But if not now, then when?

If I head back to the UK, who knows when I’ll get a chance to travel to this part of the world again?

I’ll still want to, but situations don’t remain the same forever. Things can change.

Perhaps I take on something that requires more responsibility, perhaps I find work outside of my online business and am more tied down when it comes to location.

I’ve spent the last three months edging closer to Australia, and I’m going to be there for around six weeks, before moving back towards the UK again.

My father visited in the 80s, and spent more than a year there. It’s time to see it for myself, and experience what it’s like.

I’m worried I might miss out on a lifetime-memory-grade experience if I don’t go.

This is a thing that I need to work upon - because to do such a thing sustainably should be top of my mind, but I want it to be worth a story. Hustling, making things work.

But first, Bali. It’s full of people chasing their dreams in the same field as myself, so it’s bound to be an interesting few days.