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What do you do when you are nearing 30 - you have a have a lovely house, a great job, a wonderful family & a fantastic bunch of friends, but you're bored to tears? Do you; A. Have a baby. (certainly thought about it!) B. Buy a bigger, better house? (Looked at lots) C. Buy a flasher, spanglier car? (Yep! Did that!) D. Increase your intake of red wine from 1 bottle a night to 2.(Managed that quite easily!) E. Enrol on every course going to make yourself feel more important & better about yourself? (Mmmm..) Or do you get off your arse & make some changes? In May 2004, my husband Steve & I decided to do just that. We relinqished all of our 'duties' as a middle-ish aged & classed British couple. We sold the house & everything else that gave us status & embarked on a trip, that we hoped would take us away from what we "should have" & take us closer to what we "really want." THE PLAN: Fly to the Philippines & become Scuba instructors - in the hope that it will allow us to live abroad, in simple places, where the size of your dashboard is not deemed as important. |
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