It’s been a long time since I blogged – eleven months to be exact – and in that time a lot has changed. I finally admitted to myself, after almost three years, that my return to London after SmallWheelsBigWorld was not temporary, but permanent. I had an easy job that was alright enough for me to not bother looking for something new. Yet somehow I was still trying to convince myself that I was an aspiring adventurer and travel writer, despite me not writing anything or adventuring anywhere.
Anyway, I finally received the impetus I needed to get off my lazy London backside and do something: my boss decided to give me a new job. She had to choose between me and three other people, all equally unwilling, and I was her favourite. We were all asked to come up with reasons why we shouldn’t have to do the job, and I told her in no uncertain terms that if she gave me the job I would leave. I think she thought I was a pushover (to be honest, after three years of “temporarily” returning to London, she was quite right) and gave me the job anyway. So I left!
I went to Barcelona for a month to study for a CELTA (Certificate of English Language Teaching to Adults), as I want to travel the world while working on location and getting to know places really well and meet local people. I enjoyed teaching a few geography classes at my old university, and I think I have a pretty good grasp of English, so it seemed the perfect fit. My plan was to stay in Barcelona and teach there for a year, but I finished the CELTA just a few weeks too late, and all the full-time, single-location, provide-lots-of-support-to-new-teachers, jobs had gone. So I started looking elsewhere, and managed to get a job in Xi’an. This time in ten days I’ll be on a flight there.
The prospect of moving to a new country and starting a new job seemed like a good opportunity to start blogging again. In my heart I’ll always be an aspiring travel writer, and it’s as good an opportunity as any to do lots of writing about travel. In that vein I’ve also committed to writing a thousand words a day, just to keep track of experiences and refine my writing skills. A thousand words is actually very manageable and can easily be written in half an hour, but is substantial enough to count for something – it’s two to three novels a year, although completely unedited except for at the time of writing. Only a tiny amount of that thousand words will ever find its way to the blog, but it should help provide ideas for my blog posts.
Anyway, lots to do!