I didn’t have a plan. While everyone was scrambling to buy cheap promo fares, I was content to sit back and not participate. The year 2011 is time to buckle up and save for the future. That means little to no travel for me.
Ironically, I ended up traveling more this year than last year. If not more, at least farther. But that’s not the point I’m trying to make.
I made no plans for 2011, except for some vague statements. Despite this, a lot of spectacular things happened: I got a 10-year multiple entry US tourist visa, I traveled to Morocco (business class, baby!), and won the Best Travel Blog at the Nuffnang Asia Pacific Blog Awards.
On the otherhand, since I had no clear goals, I felt as if the entire year passed without me actually doing anything. Everyday I’d wake up, loll around my bed reading tawdry fanfiction, only getting up to eat and work. There are days when I don’t even step out the front door.
There are travelers who plan every day to the last second and there are those who just arrive in their destination without any itinerary at all. I’m a mix of both: I set a route before I leave and make my itinerary on the fly. That somehow applied to my life this year. I have a couple of trips set at the start of the year and that was it. All the trips that happened in between were just arranged within months, most of them sponsored trips, meaning somebody else did the grunt work for me.
It has been a very lazy year. While others thrive on being spontaneous and going with the flow, I am more than a little disconcerted that I’m just waiting for things to happen instead of making it happen. I’m feeling the same thing again when I think of next year: I know where I want to go, but I can’t set a date and I can’t seem to pin down what I really want to do.
There are so many possibilities, so many options. As I said earlier this year, from not knowing what to do, I ended up with a shitload of ideas about what I can do. Problem now is, which one do I need most?