After more than four months of solo travel in Canada, I have decided to come home a month earlier than planned.
Why? Well, to be completely honest, my money has run out and I do not want to return with more debt than I can handle.
The end of the road is near.
However, I have just arrived in beautiful Montreal and plan to see as much of the eastern side of Canada as possible within the next few weeks.
New York is somewhere I really, really want to get to as well.
Unfortunately, all of the budget accommodation appears to be booked up and I am not sure I have the time to make any other arrangements. But we shall see what happens…
I might even consider staying in Brooklyn for a couple of nights, which is only half an hour away from Manhattan and a hell of a lot cheaper.
Do I feel a little bit sad at having to come home early?
Yes, of course, but there comes a point in travel when it starts to become too much of a struggle to stay on the road and you then ask yourself: What is the point?
I have had, and am still having, an incredible time and have seen places I never imagined I would see.
My journey began in Vancouver back in early May.
Since then, I have managed to visit five of Canada’s provinces, taking in this vast country’s diverse landscapes.
The people I have met and the experiences I have had have inspired me considerably and I feel healthier and happier.
Travel has been an investment and, although I will be paying it off financially for a while now, I do not regret it for a second.
New doors have been opened and old ones have been firmly closed.