It is only now, in the few quiet moments at the beginning of January, when the craze of the holiday season has died away and the new year hangover has faded, that I realise 2014 is actually here and I can take some time to reflect on the year that was.
2013. A year when adulthood stared me in the face and the word responsibility took on a whole new meaning.
A year that saw my uni days come to an end, a four month stint in the tropical paradise of what was once known as the Cannibal Islands and the start of my dream job.
A year when my next most significant purchase was going to be a new car, but I decided to take it one step further and buy an apartment instead. A purchase that started out as a passing comment in a cafe one Friday morning and, less than 72 hours later, had resulted in a deposit being paid and a whole lot of financial commitment landing in my otherwise commitment-less lap.
So, as I sit and reflect on the year that has been and gone as quickly as Miley Cyrus’ reputation, I realise that I now face 2014 as a newly-inducted adult with a responsibility to save, not for my next overseas adventure, but instead for an impending mortgage. I have a responsibility to a new job in which I don’t have the freedom of long drawn out uni holidays, but instead must work my travel around the full time reality of four weeks holiday a year.
As the new year begins, I find myself in a position that I never have before, an exciting position where most of my thoughts are taken up with ideas for home decorating and my potential succulent collection. But also, a position where I find myself asking, what do my new found responsibilities really mean for me in 2014? And perhaps more importantly for anyone who happens to chance upon this blog, what does this mean for inexplicable wanderlust – a blog that inherently relies upon my ability (in terms of time, finances and otherwise) to travel?
Well, what you can expect from inexplicable wanderlust in 2014 is just that, the same as always – inexplicable wanderlust, a difficult to explain impulse to wander and travel.
But this year I might just have to do things a little differently. Unlike my uni days when I spent every evening, weekend and public holiday behind a coffee machine keeping the locals appropriately fed, watered and caffeinated. It is now my turn to wake up late on a Saturday and spend the weekend eating and drinking my way through the local establishments.
That is what 2014 holds for inexplicable wanderlust. With the South Coast and Snowy Mountains on Canberra’s proverbial doorstep, a budding arts and culture scene that grows by the minute and some of the best food and coffee in all the land, it will be me spending my weekends relishing all that my hometown has to offer.
And of course there are other, somewhat larger, travel plans in the pipeline, but for now I have some holiday snaps to share. Since Christmas I’ve been back and forth between Canberra and the South Coast, taking every opportunity I can to get to the beach, to swim in the ocean and bask in the glorious summer sun – a trend that I hope continues for the rest of the year.
So, while I might be facing 2014 with a mortgage and still no car, this adult thing looks like it still might turn out alright.