CodStewart
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I'm nearly 37 years old. No children. I have a fully paid for small flat in South Africa, albeit it is still only worth around 40,000 quid. Small beans compared to the British real estate market. I will have around 30,000 dollars in savings by this time next year. I should be inheriting some money, not much, soon. It would be sooner, but an evil and very much estranged half-sister, who didn't even contact the giftee for over 20 years, is now contesting the will. I am sure she will lose but it's still an acidic burn in my side to think that this low-life surfaced after being so invisible for decades. How I loathe greed.
What I am asking is this.
Would you give up your job(I'm a loser English teacher in Japan) and try to buy a boat, not expensive mind, and well, just float off, not the Med, mind, for whatever many years. I mean, the books I have been reading of late, the old tomes of Henry Pidgeon, Moitessier, Jack London, well, those folks seem to have been of an age where stuff was done on the very cheap and with not much concern for what lay ahead in the future.
Have we all become enslaved to the idea of providing for ourselves even though we cannot be sure of our lifespan? Is the fact that most folks in our privileged societies, unless stinking rich, would otherwise feel really worried, like myself, about giving up stability for ummm, well, for, ummm, well, is this the reason why I am writing this post.
I'm not penniless but I am not rich like most folks with their houses in the West.
I'm in Italy at the moment, on a kind of vacation. I feel like a fish out of water, being so far from the peace and respect that the Far East has given me for over 13 years. Coming to Italy has made me even more determined to take a risk with my age and my somewhat miniscule savings. There is more to life than wide-berth sunglasses and a strutt. More to life than the comfort of knowing that you will get a good pension.
Or is there?
Can I do this?
I hope so. /forums/images/graemlins/confused.gif
What I am asking is this.
Would you give up your job(I'm a loser English teacher in Japan) and try to buy a boat, not expensive mind, and well, just float off, not the Med, mind, for whatever many years. I mean, the books I have been reading of late, the old tomes of Henry Pidgeon, Moitessier, Jack London, well, those folks seem to have been of an age where stuff was done on the very cheap and with not much concern for what lay ahead in the future.
Have we all become enslaved to the idea of providing for ourselves even though we cannot be sure of our lifespan? Is the fact that most folks in our privileged societies, unless stinking rich, would otherwise feel really worried, like myself, about giving up stability for ummm, well, for, ummm, well, is this the reason why I am writing this post.
I'm not penniless but I am not rich like most folks with their houses in the West.
I'm in Italy at the moment, on a kind of vacation. I feel like a fish out of water, being so far from the peace and respect that the Far East has given me for over 13 years. Coming to Italy has made me even more determined to take a risk with my age and my somewhat miniscule savings. There is more to life than wide-berth sunglasses and a strutt. More to life than the comfort of knowing that you will get a good pension.
Or is there?
Can I do this?
I hope so. /forums/images/graemlins/confused.gif