Okay, so here is the first entry to my blog. On the 15th of October 2012 I will be ambarking on the journey of my life. I will be heading to the far-off lands of 'Oz'tralia and South East Asia. To say that I am not nervous about the whole thing would be a lie and -in all honesty - offensive to those of you who have done similar things. My name is Ian Nelson and I have decided to write a blog reaching from the preparation of my trip to meeting the proverbial Wizard to find my brain, courage and heart.
As many people will sympathise, I have reached an age where the monotonous day-to-day existence of the modern man has begun to ware away at my disillusioned soul. I am 26 years old, I work in an office, I live at home (after living on my own for 4 years), I have no girlfriend (through choice rather than necessity) and I live for the weekends that seem to flash by in the blink of an eye. This is not the way I pictured my life turning out. When I was 19 I tried to join the RAF in an attempt to free myself from the shackles of the 'nine to five' job, however, it soon became apparent this was not the case as I found myself doing all the things that I had been trying to run away from in the first place, it was then that I decided I wanted to go travelling.
After a few years I began to realise I wasn't saving enough money per month to travel as my weekend drinking and binging wiped out the majority of my wages in the first couple of weeks of each month's salary. In the life of an Office Administrator you soon learn you have no time to yourself but the weekends, causing me to grow old prematurely staying in on 'school nights' through fear of not being ' on the ball' for work the next day and then having massive blowouts at the weekends despite my unwillingness to do so. I have no one to blame but myself.
To cut a long story short my Mother came into a little money from a monthly draw she entered unwittingly through her bank. She shared this money out between herself, my brother and me and I finally had the chance I needed to break out. After wasting a little of the money on holidays and expensive weekend trips I finally made the arrangements to travel to the other side of the world.
Some of you may not understand the things my head has gone through. I live in a land of mediocrity, a place where you can't just simply do what you want to do anymore and so when my Mum received that money and she gave me a percentage of it I felt like someone was telling me "This is your last chance! You mess this up, you're on your own." Well, I'd be a fool not to take it.
I will keep blogging if you keep reading. Keep up to date with the fear of a first time traveller first hand as I experience the things some of you may only be having nightmares about