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		<title>By: Consume &#38; Update: No Music, Sunrise and New Pages &#124; nomadderwhere</title>
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		<dc:creator>Consume &#38; Update: No Music, Sunrise and New Pages &#124; nomadderwhere</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:09:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Something to chew on when it comes to culture shock and being ready for the next adventure [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Jackie Rose</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jackie Rose</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 20:56:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What happens after? You work and work and push and align your life to accomplish some amazing travel goal, then you get there, you are there, and you leave. Then what? 

I guess you just start over again! 

I&#039;ve never felt like something is not possible. I&#039;m 23 and for all of my independent life, I&#039;ve lived with minimal comforts or possessions and worked more than one or two jobs to build bank. I do all of that because I love to travel. I&#039;ve slept on trains all over Europe, spent five months in West Africa, three months volunteering in Indonesia, two months in Argentina and two weeks in Antarctica. 

Now I&#039;m in graduate school, studying international public health. Hopefully once I have this degree, I&#039;ll be paid to live abroad for periods of time, and I&#039;ll also be able to work with people in the country I&#039;m in to help improve their public health. 

I want to see everything, to sit on deserted beaches in other countries, learn how to relax with cafe culture, explore areas of the world haunted by genocide, everything. 

I don&#039;t know where all of this came from, this sense of urgency to see, do, experience. We only get one life! I suppose I&#039;m not like the average person though. I don&#039;t have kids or a family so the most responsibility I have to weasel out of is my apartment lease and my job(s). Even then, we have to stop seeing traveling as taking time off from our &quot;life&quot;, and start seeing it as an all-important enhancement of our life. 

So that&#039;s where I&#039;m at!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What happens after? You work and work and push and align your life to accomplish some amazing travel goal, then you get there, you are there, and you leave. Then what? </p>
<p>I guess you just start over again! </p>
<p>I&#8217;ve never felt like something is not possible. I&#8217;m 23 and for all of my independent life, I&#8217;ve lived with minimal comforts or possessions and worked more than one or two jobs to build bank. I do all of that because I love to travel. I&#8217;ve slept on trains all over Europe, spent five months in West Africa, three months volunteering in Indonesia, two months in Argentina and two weeks in Antarctica. </p>
<p>Now I&#8217;m in graduate school, studying international public health. Hopefully once I have this degree, I&#8217;ll be paid to live abroad for periods of time, and I&#8217;ll also be able to work with people in the country I&#8217;m in to help improve their public health. </p>
<p>I want to see everything, to sit on deserted beaches in other countries, learn how to relax with cafe culture, explore areas of the world haunted by genocide, everything. </p>
<p>I don&#8217;t know where all of this came from, this sense of urgency to see, do, experience. We only get one life! I suppose I&#8217;m not like the average person though. I don&#8217;t have kids or a family so the most responsibility I have to weasel out of is my apartment lease and my job(s). Even then, we have to stop seeing traveling as taking time off from our &#8220;life&#8221;, and start seeing it as an all-important enhancement of our life. </p>
<p>So that&#8217;s where I&#8217;m at!</p>
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