So, you've decided that you want to take an epic trip. Whether it's a year long sabbatical, a week-long splurge at the beach, or climbing Mt Kilimanjaro, you're going to need the cash. And saving isn't easy. Here's some serious motivation to get you saving.
Where is home?
Is it a place? The house you grew up in? Where you keep your most treasured possessions?
Is it a country? Lines drawn on a map, forged by treaties and wars and negotiations?
Once, home was what I knew, what was familiar, what was nearby. The world was unknown, full of places I hadn't seen and unfamiliar people.
We've been on the road, off and on, for over ten years now. First as a couple hanging out in dodgy hostels and hanging off the back of tuk-tuks in Thailand, and now as a family with two little travelers leading the charge.
All those years have left an imprint: Home is a mosaic; a collection of places and people, tastes and sounds.
My world was once black and white. Then, one day, I stepped onto a plane that went half way around the world.
Everything changed. Now, when I'm asked why we travel, it's hard to explain in words. I'll let the colors tell you...