Bravery has nothing to do with it.
There is this idea that keeps coming up in the travel writing community, that quitting your job to travel the world is a profoundly brave thing. You aren’t settling for life in a soulless cubicle. You are grabbing life by the pubic hairs and screaming the guttural war cry that Neanderthals uttered before they went on the hunt for – I don’t know – dinosaurs? (I suck at history. Continue Reading