I have spent the last two weeks in London city, lucky enough to occupy a 3 bedroom flat in the centre while I worked on it. London is an improvement on the Isle of Wight, I am happy there for more reasons than one – being able to leave the house and see more than 5 people is one.
If you look at my wonderfully swell pictures it is clear my time was well spent…
One day this week I travelled to another property for half a days work. For the first time I felt what people who hate this place must feel. I lost a smart phone which (I now know) was quite useful. I had no map (because I am an idiot) equipped only with hastily scribbled notes I tried my hardest to make a 40 minute journey into a 2 hour headache. I turned up late and drenched, from the downpour that nailed me in the last half hour of the journey…
1st world Problems.
This sounds corny but I felt relieved and settled when I started working, putting on a tool belt, installing a door lock, just doing something methodical.
I am continuing to work in the UK in an attempt to reach Ghana, I need to build something in Africa (not being ambiguous- I don’t know what I am building either).
As work slowed in London I’ve made my way to Edinburgh, not sure of exactly what I will be doing from now until that Jesus guy’s birthday. The next two weeks are about as predictable as the previous two weeks were – two weeks ago.
People are attracted to a certain kind of uncertainty
However it is hard when you can (and have to) carry everything you own. Catching trains, staying who knows where, working for god knows how long – if at all.
I am not saying this for any kind of sympathy, realistically I could buy a ticket to New Zealand tomorrow. I am saying this with the ‘old me’ in mind.
Maybe you are in the position I was 2 years ago?
I used to be bored with what I was doing day-to-day, too disorganised to do anything about it. I thought of traveling as something I would do “one day”. I never got a passport sorted, i bought and never used tickets to Australia and the Cook Islands, I wasted my money on things I didn’t need.
The point being; this is what the other side is like. Now that I have seen some countries and been around a little I can say It is not necessarily glorious, better or worse. For me it is right, this is what i should be doing;
Work enough to travel, travel enough to to make it worth it.
The Travelling Carpenter 
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