I would travel..... then why dont you?!

Most of the time when we have that fun conversation about "what would you do if you won the lottery", every single person has travel in their list of things they would do once debts were paid and house/car etc were bought.

So, if everyone wants to travel, why don't they?

Well it takes money, true... but here's what I've decided:

Its just money.

We spend our money on so many frivolous things throughout a year, that if we saved it instead, we could go on one great trip a year (or 2 depending on financial situation and lifes unexpected events).

Why I've started thinking this way:

My husband and I have always said from the time we got married that we wanted to travel when we retired. It was this long-away-in-the-future sort of dream that we aspired to attain... making sure we take care of things now so when that time comes we have the savings to travel the way we want. This is a decent plan but something changed our thinking.

My parents wanted to travel together in their "retired" years too but my Dad got cancer at 53 and passed away at 55. No way they could have predicted this..
We also have another dear friend who took early retirement so they could travel the world together, and he got early onset dementia and is now in a home.... still in his 60's.
We also have some cousins who have travelled the world, gone SO many places that some people have thought they were crazy.. but they chose to see the world together over a big house and have loved their experiences and memories so much, that it inspires us to do the same.

So, these 3 things along with observing a lot of other similar scenarios, I realized we can put our dreams off into the future or we can start living them now!

I'm not saying you will be able to do it all right away... (If I had the funds right now, I would be in Ireland with my sweetie... a place I've never been and have found cheap deals to).

I'm just saying don't wait until the "perfect timing" or for the "future" for these dreams. Start making them happen now, one by one.
Its like if you wait for the right moment, timing and money-wise to have children, that moment wont come.
I'm not saying you wont be able to do those things when you are retired, but why limit yourself to a small window of time and possibility?

The other thing that made it real for me was researching, finding out that a lot of the places I dreamed of going to, were cheaper than I thought AND when you research a lot (I can be obsessive about it) you can find by changing your time of year, departure points etc, you can make it totally doable!

We did it, so can you! If you looked at our financials, you wouldn't believe we could go many places at all, but we have and will continue to do so... a little at a time saved away, with research and planning to save money.

Let's just go! What are you waiting for??
#travelbughasbitten #letsjustgo #travel #seetheworld

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