My name is Sarah, I am 27 years young, living in Germany and sometimes I have the feeling that I have already lived the life of a 70-year-old. I love to put an end to my dreams by making them come true. I danced over volcanic craters, forgot my flashlight in one of the darkest places in the world, wanted to buy stamps in a ghost town and traded my fear of death for my thirst for adventure. The exchange rate was quite okay. But it's like waiting in the sun with cheese: the longer you wait, the more shitty it gets.
On this blog I tell stories about my own trips and the adventures of people I meet on the way. Sometimes it gets pathetic, sometimes ironic and actually always exciting. There are insider tips as well as tips for idiots and a bunch of nice photos, because I can't stop escalating with my camera even in the thunderstorm.
I want you to reconsider your fears and your possibilities. In a way that you start to forget to include the word "someday" in your wishes. Because that makes the substance of your life crumbly like old biscuit. And nobody likes old biscuits. There's only one really important thing in life. Living.
Since ten years I am traveling as often and as diverse as possible. From a road trip through the fog of Ireland (the view was the best!) to the sunset at the border to Africa - I've been across Europe many times. In 2017 I fulfilled my life's dream and traveled the entire US by myself for four months. 7500 miles through high mountains and hot deserts, along coastlines, geysers and huge metropolises. What I experienced there goes far beyond of a movie night with all eight "Harry Potter" parts. Shortly afterwards, I took the train across Japan.
Am I a millionaire, tour guide or a blogger with five million followers? No, I'm not. Surprisingly, I have spent a large part of my job life in the public sector on fixed-term
contracts. Through my trip to the US I followed my heart so far that it came to the point of no return. Once you have jumped off, you will notice that the rope
is still swinging, even if you try to hold on to it again.
So, since the beginning of 2018 I have a particularly nice boss - myself. I founded my own small company and work as a freelance copywriter for Zeilenaufbruch and as a photographer for krokographie. My office is my laptop and when I get the wanderlust, I pack it up and walk away.
The more I travel, the less I need. On the road and at home. Some time ago I opened my cupboards and threw away three-quarters of everything. Possession has become insignificant to me. Happiness lays not in objects, but in experiences. In general, it lays on the edges of all the paths that have not yet been taken - and sometimes a little bit on the edge of madness.