THE YEAR OF TRAVEL
I proclaim this year to be The Year of Travel.
I kind of half-mentioned this in passing on my other blog, but I am not working for the rest of the year.
I don’t mean I’ll stop blogging or anything, I just mean I won’t be working as a consultant for the rest of 2011.
Call me crazy, but this is really another conscious step or decision in my life to really live my life. I’m following what I want to do.
I am fortunate to have saved, so I don’t need the money, and I already worked enough at the start of this year to cover all of my expenses for 2011.
I need to travel to Asia (more so than ever now) and that’s coming up pretty soon, and I still need to book tickets and prep for it.
Once we come back, it’s going to be a few fleeting months of long goodbyes, outings, picture-taking and packing before we leave Canada.
And yes, we’re really leaving.
Then I’d like to travel around the States. Hop back to New York, go to California, travel around Texas itself…
Maybe go to Europe and see Spain this time.
So I can’t in good faith, take on any project that is longer than a month or two.
I have life plans that I am not willing to put on hold for work, I’ve done way too much of that in past years, and sometimes regretted it.
I can always work and make more money, but time & the moment is more important, and this is really my time and moment to travel and make a life change.
So yeah, that’s all I wanted to say
Dirty possibly offensive content to follow.
I don’t know how sensitive you are, but if you are really squeamish about sex and dirty jokes, please skip
Reading Punch Debt’s post a while back about how much you’d have to be paid to take off your clothes for Playboy, it reminded me of a story.
I heard this on a French radio Les Grosses Têtes with Philippe Bouvard on RTL.fr., but a very rich and successful reporter was asked:
“How did you get these famous people/celebrities/whatever to do what they were doing? No one would do that!“
He replied: “It’s simple. Everyone has a pricetag.”
The woman reporter replied: “No, I don’t believe that!”
He said: “Look, if I paid you $100,000 could I screw you in the butt?”
She said, horrified at the audacity of the question: “NO!!!”
He replied, “No? How about $200,000? $500,000?”
To each answer, she kept saying: “NO NO NO NO!”
Then he said: “One million?”
Him: “Ahh.. see? You’re thinking about it. ”
It’s a funny, dirty story, but those are interesting words that have made me re-shape my perspective on life a bit.
I can see why people do the things they do, when you consider that everyone has a price, even if yours is $250,000 and someone else would happily accept $50,000.
From that, I can see why corruption exists and how human nature kicks in over morals, ethics and rationality.
I can also understand now that for a price, people are willing to do things they never thought they’d do.
Let’s say you go into a store, and you want to buy their precious mascot off the wall, and they refuse to sell.
Eventually, they will sell to you if the price is high enough.
Sure, you might have to keep pestering them and go up to a crazy amount before you get that mascot, but you’ll get it, no matter what they say.
It really makes you re-examine your values/morals in life, and with a less extreme approach, you can take it to mean that everyone has their own buttons to be pushed and their own price tag, so to speak.
It’s just what you’re willing to “pay” to get those buttons pushed.
For instance, if you asked me to go up to the Great White North to live in a trailer, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by snow and ice, with minimal food on the project with nothing but a laptop, I’d scoff if you tried to offer me my regular rate.
But if you went up to maybe $500/hour, I’d think about it. At $5000/hour, I’d ask you when the next plane leaves.
And probably bring BF to keep me company and from going insane.