Welcome, stranger! Pull up a pew and we shall begin our tale.
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down, and I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there, and tell you how I became… well, a roaming traveller exploring the globe, actually.
I resigned from my job at a bank and packed all my belongings into boxes in the summer of 2011. After two years of working hard and saving money, I left the UK to travel Europe for a few months as the start of an indefinite trip to see as much of the world as I can. Currently I’m making my way through the US for three months, and after that, who knows?
To shamelessly steal a quote from Mark Twain:
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
I cannot bear the thought of sitting at home in an armchair after having returned from my 9-5, seeing a travel documentary come up on the TV, and saying to myself “I wish I’d gone there.” So I’m going there until I can’t afford not to.
While I travel, I attempt to take interesting pictures along the way. You can view these in two places. My Photodump is a huge album of random images I thought interesting enough to show, or that I feel gave an impression or feel for the place I was travelling through at the time. Pictures of the Long Road to Nowhere is a companion blog to this one, and it contains images that I’ve worked on in post-process or that I am proud enough of to produce high quality and resolution copies.
My camera is almost constantly glued to my hand as I love to capture every aspect of life, people, and the world – the more interesting or unusual, the better. A side effect of this, though, is that I’m much more comfortable behind the camera than in front, and very rarely in photos myself.