I was 24 when I first quit my job to travel. I was fresh out of college, with a shiny and expensive liberal arts degree, whose usefulness in the practical world was up for debate.
I must also mention that the country was in the middle of a recession. College graduates, even those with master degrees, were struggling to get full-time jobs with benefits.
At the time, our options were: Continue reading “I Quit My Job to Travel the World. Again.”