The Thoughts And Musings Of A 22 Year Old Traveller

When we left D.C it was early, we were up by 6 and on our way by 8am. Callum took advantage of our much less busy, much more comfy bus and caught up on a few z's. I knew it would be a long day - getting into New York, finding our digs and then meeting the Gibson's and entourage at 6 - but I couldn't sleep.

I plugged myself into my trusty I pod and listened to a friend's band. (Arthur Rigby and The Baskervylles - look them up and give them a listen; very different from what your lugs will be used to, refreshing, laid back, lovingly written good music). And as the scenery passed me by it finally dawned on me the size of and the meaning of the epic journey we've nearly completed.

In a hippy 'love the world and what it can do for you' kind of way, the realisation that you truly can do anything you want if you put your heart into it and believe in yourself, was immense. My friend has the band - he's making his dream of rock stardom come true - and I got up off my arse and travelled around the Land Of Hopes And Dreams... shows what you can do if you want it!

You could spend your entire life dreaming of what you really want to do - looking at other people's photos; listening to other people's stories of far off lands - until you realise there's no time left and you've spent your life doing a job that sucks away your essence of being.

I am in awe of this trip, what we've seen and done, what I've learnt about myself - so much so that I urge anyone with a dream to grab it by the horns and just bloody do it. We can't take our money with us, so get up away from your boring job, annoying spouse and just do what you want to do because 'this aint no rehearsal' as so many say - this is it - our one and only shot - we won't get another chance...

Unless of course you believe in reincarnation and you're coming back as a dung beatle - then you're set.

Jen (With a little lighter shoulders!)