Prospecting for work in BC
Mining almost looked viable
The grand plan for the year was to not work for as long as possible, get to Canada around October(ish), and search for a suitably cushy job in a ski resort.
I had held my end of the bargain up with ten months of gruelling travel, but when it came down to finding a high paying, low-effort job in Canada, I was screwed. It was looking pretty grim. Asbestos mining seemed viable for a while. With a little more effort and less sarcasm, turned our there were plenty of options for work, but after travelling for the better part of a year work-free, I was struggling to find the motivation for serious job attitude.
I firmly believe travelling is a great pass time, but after chasing the dream non-stop for almost 300 days continuously, It can be hard to absorb anything real-world. It hit home hard and prompted me to make plans for a final descent home, tail between my legs.
On my final days in Canada, I was feeling somewhat nostalgic.
I was heading home, aiming for severe debt reduction. It was such an incredible year, and it was hard to think about what I would do on those ‘other’ days of the week, rather than a continuous string of Saturdays. Boarding the plane was filled with mixed feelings. I had learnt so much this year that I had no idea what to do next or what would happen.
This was it, the final leg of my journey. Until next time…