At this time last year, I set foot on American soil for the first time in six months.
(Well, not really. I did visit an embassy while abroad, so that technically counts…but just go with it for effect.)
It’s been a strange year since then.
I never intended to stay in the US for an entire year, but one thing led to another and I never left. For one, I published a book. I’ve buried myself in work and supercharged my freelance career. But I never left. In fact, I’ve hardly traveled at all. That’s about to change.
I just booked a ticket to Chicago. I’ll be going for a week at the end of this month, then hopping over to New York for another week. I’ve spoken at length about New York before, but Chicago’s a new one for me.
And once I come back from those two? I’m not entirely sure. I’d like to return to Vietnam and spend some time in Thailand. On the other hand, Central America looks fantastic.
Regardless of where I end up, I’ll be back in the United States in September for a friend’s wedding. The wedding is close to the US-Canadian border, so I may take a quick trip to Vancouver and then drive south.
I’ve always wanted to check out the Pacific Coast Highway. Maybe stop off in California and visit some friends I haven’t seen in a year.
After that, I’ll find a new country to go to. Maybe throw a dart at a map?
After the new year begins, I plan to head to Europe and do the traditional backpacking route. Given the three-month limit I have in the Schengen Area, I want to spend every moment I can exploring the continent.
I’m sure I’ll go back several times. Europe will need more than one trip.
And after that?
Well, there’s a big world out there.