Why I quit my job to travel the world

This is not a dramatic travel post, but a sort of reaction to the “you’re so lucky” reactions I’ve been receiving in the last month.

I write this with my feet up on a chair next a clean-ish little pool in Puerto Iguazu, Argentina. I’ve traveled 18h by bus to get here. It’s been raining all day and I’ve been looking at the sky all morning hoping that the sun will make it through. The last bus to the Brazilian side of the falls leaves in an hour and it would be cool to be on it since I’ve been here for a day and a half and haven’t seen the mighty cataratas.
I’ve quit my job to be here. Well, not here particularly, but I’ve quit to be able to be away for 4 months with a 40 l backpack as I give away – nay, invest – my money in experiences and random stuff. I don’t aim at finding myself, I’m pretty happy with what I’ve found so far. I don’t seek enlightenment and I’m not looking for love or a new place to move to. Then why, in the name of whatever you believe in, why did I walk away from a job I’ve been told is a dream job by most people I know?

Why did I quit my job to travel?

It’s really very simple. Because it was time. I travel because I’m curious as a kid. I don’t really care about museums or churches, I’m not even a foodie begin with, and I gotta say I don’t even think hardcore backpacking is my thing. I like my wine chilled and my people smart. But I’ve walked away from what I hold very dear to give myself a chance at understanding more. To spend some time alone, to meet random people whose names I’ll never remember and have moments of something else. Be it a random travelers’ chat or one of those gin-infused deep moments that drag your body way past 5 am, I travel to feed my brain and soul with whatever comes my way.
I believe in traveling like living. Which means I won’t beat myself up about chilling an extra rainy afternoon and I won’t have a must-see list for my destinations. It also means I walk an average of 20 km/day because I’m craving to see what’s around me. I’ll chat away in broken Spanish with whoever listens and sometimes spend full afternoons in a hammock reading a good book. And sometimes all this means skipping that omg-you’ve-never-seen-anything-like-this-before-spot others are boasting about.

Where  am I going to travel in the next months?

I’ll see. The big plan is to work my way up to Colombia and make it happen on the way. I’ll write a separate post about it but this 4 month trip doesn’t feel like vacation, it feels like a different phase, where I just am and where the world doesn’t stop or go faster if I travel for a while. These days it’s so easy to get trapped in living the dream, but to be completely honest with you, this dream is not everybody’s and that is absolutely fine. You don’t need to quit your life, your job, your partner to be a true traveler. You just go and you figure it out on the way. I mean, what is a real traveler, after all?
Now, that all of this is out of the way, I’ll keep on writing to keep track on how this goes. So far, so good.
And yes, yes, let me know what you think, cause you’re awesome too.

4 Comments

  1. Hung

    May 8, 2017 at 1:58 pm

    The first times I met you, I was impressed by a young girl but travelling around Europe. Working with you, I was impressed by your energy. And in the time we were on the top of Holmenkollen, the sun was shining there with you. Proud of you, Mada. Always missing you here in Oslo!

    1. admin

      May 11, 2017 at 2:59 pm

      Oh Hung, what a beautiful thing to say. A big hug and I’ll see you soon, the world is such a small place after all. Muah!

  2. Liviu

    May 20, 2017 at 11:34 pm

    Dear Mada, you’re now in the ~5% of people who are crazy enough to do that aaaand I’m amazingly happy that I can read your lines here.
    So .. take care! (but not too much)

    1. Madalina

      May 27, 2017 at 12:05 am

      Awww, thanks a million. But you know, it’s just such a perspective thing. My mom always jokes that I refer to going place that are further away like I’m going to the corner shop to buy some bread haha. I wanna say I’m crazy and wild but really, traveling just feels so right and normal to me. Stay close, SO much more to come. Keep on dropping by, yay!

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