Before I even realized it, my last full day in Jamaica was upon me. I’ll be honest, I was sad at the thought of returning home. Going back home meant no more big adventures in immediate future, and it meant returning to work and normalcy. If there’s one thing I hate, it’s being stuck doing the same thing day in and day out with no end in sight. On the flight home I signed up for a travel credit card so that I can accrue miles and eventually save on airfare. On my flight in the thought crossed my mind but I decided that it would be unnecessary. I honestly don’t want to use credit cards, so it was no big deal. On my flight home though I realized that if I truly want to continue traveling and exploring and having adventures, I should probably start to actively act towards doing so. So I signed up for a credit card and now that I’m back at work I’ve started to actually put an effort forth towards saving and budgeting for my next trip. I realized that returning home didn’t have to mean putting an end to my adventures, and instead could just serve as a pause between trips.
My last day in Jamaica was spent trying to soak as much in as possible. I went around and took pictures of all of the things that I hadn’t already photographed and I tried to spend as much time near the clear Caribbean water as possible.
ineffable wanderlust 