"The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases." ~William Hazlitt
Waking up in Tangier
My bed is hard as a rock. I went to bed hungry, and shivered through the night under a thin blanket, wearing long johns, a shirt, a sweater, and socks. My arms are bruised from wrestling with my luggage for the last two days.
But I woke up in Tangier, and that makes it all worthwhile!
Traveling on a budget involves hardship at times, for sure. I had originally planned on staying in South America until my budget eased, but that didn’t happen, so now I’m struggling a bit. Which means hard beds, cold rooms, slow travel and, at times, only one meal a day.
Oh, but it’s sooooo worth it. Here’s a quick visual recount of my trip from Spain to Tangier. I wish I’d gotten photos of the incredible views from the train through the mountains of Southern Spain.
I don’t usually complain about hardships in this blog, but I want to paint a realistic picture for anyone who thinks about traveling solo. When I traveled with Craig, money was much more relaxed. Sharing lodging expenses meant much nicer lodging for both of us, and he was very indulgent when it came to restaurants and luxuries. Living alone on the income I can eke out as a freelancer is NOT AT ALL like the luxury of a vacation (which I think is what some people picture when they hear that I travel full-time). My budget of less than $1500 a month has to cover insurance, plane and train tickets, lodging, food, and incidentals. It’s tough!
But, for me, adventure and novelty is worth the sacrifice of luxury, security, and comfort. And it’s only for a short time. I have a lead on another client that may ease my financial crisis quite a bit. Plus, I have plans to stay with friends and to exchange volunteer work for lodging in the coming months. And if things don’t loosen up, I can always find a way back to South America, or go deeper into Africa or Asia where my dollar will go much further!
UPDATE: This morning I asked “My-name-is-too-difficult-so-just-call-me-Katy” at the front desk for another blanket and she gave me a superthick, giant one! And I found some oranges, dates and bananas at the market so I won’t go hungry any more. See, I really CAN take care of myself. I was only hungry, cold and battered for a short time. 😉
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I'm a nomadic freelance writer, out enjoying the world!