Just returned from my week-long trip and I came to a hard existential realization.
I spent close to a decade of my life living in fear and waiting to travel, waiting to experience, waiting and anticipating the perfect launch pad to move my life forward.
I wouldn't even say my trip was incredible but was eye-opening. I started to ask myself things like,
"Why the frick did I wait so long to do this?"
"I could have done this years ago when I was younger."
I know for a fact there are plenty of guys like me lurking in here reading about other people's travel stories or seeking travel advice only to never even leap.
Just get started and stop fricking waiting, you are wasting your time...