Hi, my name is Sam, and I’ll be your host for the next however long your attention span lasts.
I started this blog when I was a (deliberately) homeless, (deliberately) jobless, travelling Australian embarking on a one-year, five-continent round the world trip.
This is a place for me to collect stories from my travels — primarily for me, but I suppose incidentally also for any of you out there in the ether who might be interested in tagging along for the ride. (That being the case, I make no promises about post content, frequency, interestingness, entertainingness, and use of words which actually exist in the English language.)
I might be done with that round-the-world trip now, but the stories aren’t finished yet, and just because I’m now settling back down in one place again doesn’t mean that I can’t still look forward to enjoying travel for the rest of my life, when time permits.
For the three people out there who have stumbled on this blog without already knowing me in person, and who have been kind enough not to run for the back button yet, some background…
I’m from Adelaide, South Australia, but I recently lived in London. I’m a computer programmer, but for the purposes of this blog, I’m a traveller: when I quit my job in October 2011, for a small variety of largely uninteresting reasons, I started wandering around the globe. I was single, didn’t have a visa to work in the UK any more, and I didn’t (still don’t!) have a house / mortgage / other supposedly-lifestyle-supporting-and-yet-often-strangely-lifestyle-inhibiting financial obligation.
So I went flying around the world. Seemed like the only sensible option, really.