What a ride, eh? We started this journey about a year ago. We knew that a year would go by fast, but who knew we could cram so much into it? I look at our Instagrams and pictures we’re tagged in together on Facebook, and I can’t help but be amazed. We have done so much. And there is no way that I could have gone on this journey without you. I’m so lucky to have been placed in the Darien group of Remote Year – a weird special group, but, now, a family. Because the end of the year has passed
I did this before, and it’s time to do it again. Same rules as last time: A one sentence recap of each month (but usually more than that because I can’t narrow it to one sentence). And a four-photo collage for each month (because who doesn’t love photos?). October 2016: Rabat, Morocco Step outside your comfort zone to take in new experiences. And say hi to mom and dad once in a while. ~*~ November 2016: Valencia, Spain Just because it’s not “home” doesn’t mean it can’t feel that way. ~*~ December 2016: Mexico City, Mexico Holidays don’t have to be on a certain day.
Hi everyone. In case we haven’t met, my name is Jessica, and I just recently started my last month traveling the world with Remote Year. When I signed on for this trip, I thought I would spend the year working, exploring, and meeting a few nice people. Instead, I spent it working, quitting, and finding a new job (yup, I have a new job – a least a temporary summer job – details eventually). I spent it exploring, getting sick of castles and museums, and trying to find joy in simple things. I also spent the year meeting incredible people that
Woah. These last two months have been weird. Sorry, future Jessica, for not keeping up with the monthly recaps. Maybe I’ll go back and do that eventually. Sorry, loyal readers (mostly my grandparents and uncles), for abandoning my posts. But I’m back now. So, where’d I go? That’s a good question and not one I’ll really be able to answer. Maybe ever. Physically, I was in Peru and Argentina… mentally? Not so confident. I had an inability to write, even non-personal things, over the last two months. I struggled a lot with my emotions – constantly changing my mind and
Most people who know me know that I love the idea of the future. The next. The new. The possibilities. I’m a little bit obsessed with having multiple five year plans – or at least I was until I came on Remote Year. This year, I haven’t had to plan nearly anything except a few side trips. I’m paying Remote Year to choose where I go, how I get there, where I live, and where I work. My decisions are silly things like where to eat and which desert to get. Now that we have less than 100 days in