“I
won't tell you that the world matters nothing, or the world's voice,
or the voice of society. They matter a good deal. They matter far too
much. But there are moments when one has to choose between living
one's own life, fully, entirely, completely—or dragging out some
false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy
demands.”
-Oscar
Wild
It
was 2009 when I decided to go back to school and finish up my
Bachelor's Degree. I was working at a farm in Massachusetts and about
to leave for a job in upstate Vermont and thought that finishing my
degree would look good on a resume and allow me to continue working
these seasonal jobs around the country. It was a good plan, but
somewhere during the college experience I forgot my motivations.
Maybe it was because I had been living in the Jetta for over a year
and wanted permanence or maybe it was the prospect of student loans
but when I walked out of Amherst with my degree I went for a nine to
five job with an apartment and settled into a fairly normal life of
work, bagged lunches and drinks with friends on the weekends.
I can
pinpoint the exact moment in which I realized that life wasn't going
to work (about 1 ½ years in) and within two months I was headed for
New Orleans Louisiana with no real plan, just a hostel that agreed to
let me work off my rent.
I loved
NOLA! The people were friendly and the food was good, although there
are definitely a lack of vegetables in the city. So I stayed for
three months and worked at the hostel. I met some great friends I
hope to keep in touch with, went boating on the bayou, ate lots of
seafood gumbo, and saw everything I could in the city. There was
really only one problem: Louisiana gets hot in the summer, REALLY
HOT, and by April I was realizing that even the muggy heat of spring
was more than I wanted. So, just as I had left the New Hampshire
winter for the furthest southern point, I escaped New Orleans for the
most Northern location I could find.
Today we're watching a wildfire |
ALASKA!
Yes, I'm now
in Alaska working at a little outpost on the Dalton Highway four
hours north of the nearest town. It's a bit of a shock going from the
heat and city bustle of New Orleans to the cold and quiet of northern
Alaska, but I'm loving it. Not much happens up here, but there will
be updates!
I'm looking forward to your updates. I'm reminded on your life adventure every time I see a Jetta ( and wonder if the driver is living in it). Alaska is really special.
ReplyDeleteThey say go big or go home. You certainly went BIG! Good for you! Looking forward to your coming adventures.
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