A lot of people ask me how I went to travel blogging as a full-time job and looking back, I can remember all the crazy things I did just because I didn’t want to go home.
Sorry mum, that was the case. I was in South America, broke AF and didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay. Even if I didn’t have any idea how to pull it off, I TRIED. The urge of not quitting the life I was living was getting into me. Again, I didn’t want to go home.
That urge lead me to a few discoveries on how I was able to sustain myself. Like most things, nothing comes easy but today, I’d like to share to you what pushed me to stay and travel forever aside from not wanting to go home.