Return of the Broad Abroad

And so it begins...(again) 

So here I am, back in lovely New Zealand, about to attempt yet another working holiday visa. I truly can't wait to see how this one pans out. 

Funny thing is, I turned 24 this summer, and it seems as if that once, gentle get-a-move-on-with-your-life nudge has turned more-so into a full-blown shove. 

That being said, I'm doing what I know and what I tend to do best: take off running with not a clue what to do. 

While most will think that's a tad irresponsible, I like to think of it as being.. Spontaneous and refusing the depressing bits of adulthood. 

I don't want to be stuck inside a cubicle at some crummy job, or worse, stuck inside some mediocre community college racking up student loans to make myself FEEL like I'm "on the right path." 

I am still, and yes I said STILL, searching for that one loophole that will allow me to travel, eat, take photos, mingle, and somehow turn that into a career. 

So? There you have it. Please join me for yet another crazy adventure that I'm sure this is bound to turn into. 

As for now- sleep. Jetlag and being on the complete opposite side of the fucking globe has finally caught up to me. 

This weeks responsibilities: look for jobs (but not too hard just yet), find a solid coffee shop to frequently visit, oh, and find an epic Indian restaurant so I can get this butter chicken crave out of the way. 

To be continued...