OK, so I've been planning this trip for a few weeks now, but it was only today that it really became something more than a plan; and more of a reality. I believe the major issues stopping me is time, money and my nerves to travel solo halfway across the world, most likely changing planes in American airspace, which I hate.
Let me take you back to the beginning:
I have a very dear friend in Canada whom I would very much like to see, and only recently did I start to think "why don't I just hop on a plane?". This plan turned to browsing for cheap flights, to bagging a babysitting job on top of my day job that pays very well. So suddenly it was looking like I'd be able to afford a flight sometime in the new year; maybe even at Christmas - if I can withstand the crazy-cold temperature of Winnipeg in December...
This will be a whole new chapter in my life. Until this epiphany I never travelled further than Norwich by train on my own. So to sort the entire trip out by myself, including plane tickets; visa; travel insurance; accomodation... the list is endless.
But I thought to myself. I've only got one chance at this life. Why the hell should I stay in Sheffield and stagnate into forgotten realms? I feel I should try and put some effort into making my life as happy as possible, and only I can put steps into action to make that happen.
I won't say that I haven't thought of moving to Canada permanently: it's a beautiful country with so many opportunities waiting for me. I can't wait to finally see it.
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