Welcome to the beginning of my blog.
You should get comfortable, this may take a while.
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I loathe responsibilities, one of the main reasons for my wanting to simply get up and leave. Sadly, there are things that need addressing. For a start, I'll need money and I haven't much of that. I already have a car, an Astra named Ozlo. He's not very big though, so I'm thinking of buying another one before I leave.
Hundreds of questions flood into my mind. When to leave? How much money should I save first? How am I going to save this money? How am I going to earn money on the road? Should I head north or west? Can I survive on chips alone? Where will I pee? How long is too long between showers?
Meh. Far too much to think about - better to just wing it. Spontaneity always wins in my world. Why do I convince myself I'll plan something, yet never do?
Most humans I've spoken to say I'm brave for what I intend to do. Perhaps they don't think I'm shitting bricks. I am.
And here it is; the plan. Not that there is much of it.
Drive around England.
Exchange skills for food and accommodation.
Make money for petrol.
Sounds simple enough.