I left my teaching degree being so near but so far from achieving my dream of becoming a PE teacher. I fell ill and had to take a break. The following year I came back to the course in the thinking I had recovered from my illness. In the end, I found out that I hadn’t and I would have to accept that it would be with me for the rest of my life and that there wasn’t an easy fix. After many years trying to get onto the course I realised that my dream was over and for the sake of my health I had to walk away from what I had worked so hard to achieve. I walked in the course coordinator’s office and told her I was leaving. At that moment it hit me what I had done and the floodgates opened. I couldn’t have predicted my reaction to the situation, as I rarely cry in front of people.
Thereafter, I became a teaching assistant a job that didn’t challenge me in any way, so hated it. The child that I was supporting hardly needed my help, as he grew more and more independent. Thus, I would sit in class bored out of my mind. I took some night classes to keep me mentally stimulated, but that wasn’t enough. I dreaded every day I had to go to work. I wanted to get out, but where to? I’ve always loved the idea of travelling, but hated the idea that it was for young adults with the bank of mum and dad paying for their trip or that people go to travel to ‘find themselves’. This kind of things seemed off putting, so it didn’t make travelling that attractive for me. Despite this I still day dreamed of being in far away lands having great adventures and meeting lots of people and finally being able to be me – free of judgement and criticism.
Travel has enabled me to gain the freedom that I’ve always been craving for, although some times that it’s always strictly true, for the most part, I have felt more in control of my life. And at the end of the day, that’s all you want, control over your own life. The freedom to what you want and when you want. This has become true for me! I’ve the honour and privilege of meeting some amazing people and interesting people, with some bumps along the way. I couldn’t have done this if it wasn’t for plucking up the courage and quitting my job. Although I had no savings and no bank of mum and dad, so the only way to travel was to teach TEFL (Teach English as a foreign language). This isn’t the only option but this is the way that I took.
Why have a travel blog?
During the TEFL course, a teacher said that he was going to write a blog detailing his travel and I thought that would be a good idea. I wrote one of my own in the hope my friends and family would want to keep track of my latest adventure. Well, how wrong was I? Then I thought ‘hey, why don’t I write for anyone who’s interested in my travels?’ With the ball rolling I got my ducks in a row and hey presto Living with the locals was born.
What is ‘Living with the Locals’ about?
My mission is to experience the world as a local, to get to know local people, place and culture. I would like to encourage for you to have the same experience. It enables you to have a more enriched experience than you would as a typical tourist only visiting the tourist attractions.
Welcome to Living with the locals and I hope you enjoy your visit to the site.
Be inspired to travel and get a local experience.