What the-? But why?
Hitchhiking from Germany to Armenia and back for six months would not usually cross your mind. Why not though? Why not jump in the deep end? Why not go exploring, with nothing but a backpack and its contents to your name? Sell everything and sign out into freedom.
Why not?
Well, multiple reasons actually. Do I care though?
Who am I?
Honestly? I have no fucking clue. What I can tell you though is my name and age; I’m Tyler, 20, and that scaly noodle in my hand is Uzar’roc, my ball python.
Leaving behind my boyfriend, pet and everything I know for six months isn’t the easiest decision I’ve made, but I vow to make it worth it.
How? Where? When?
I have no route, no plan, and, most importantly, no time constraint. I do not know where I will be headed next, nor when I’ll get there. All I have is a rough heading, and a 6 month timeframe.