Book Details:

  • Format: Audible Audio
  • Title: How to Quit Your Job and Travel the World
  • Author: Kate Jordan
  • Narrator: Tiffany Morgan
  • Publisher: Audible Studios
  • Genre: Biography & Memoirs (/How-To)
  • Release Date: 31 July 2015
  • Length: 2hrs and 13mins
  • Rating: 3-stars

Product Description:

How to Quit Your Job and Travel the World is not just a catchy title. It’s a promise. Herein contains all the information you need to tuck in your desk chair for the last time. If you dream about exploration and adventure, if your heart croons wanderlust, this guide is for you.

With tips and tricks, Kate will not only help you find your way, but know what to expect. Learn how to find work while you travel; how to be a ski instructor, au pair, tour guide, teacher or travel blogger. Learn about finding places to stay, couches to crash and how to make homes along the way. Learn how to make friends and most importantly, how to be safe and save money for future travel plans.

Gift your skin a life of vast sunsets, it deserves more than your fluorescent office lights. Let Kate help you follow your heart, literally. (via: Amazon, Kindle Edition)

Review:

I didn’t know what to expect when I picked up this book from the Audible store. I thought it was a rompy romantic comedy novelette, just something to listen to while I shelve books at work. Didn’t even think it would be a memoir-slash-how-to guide on actually quitting your job and traveling the world.

Despite my last post, I have no intention of quitting my job and traveling the world. Not the traveling world aspect at least. However, this book does offer some good tips for those young enough and still devoid of any responsibility outside of taking care of themselves (no school, family, etc.). It’s short and to the point, offering up resources while also telling you what to look out for when it comes to scams. It also introduces you to the types of employment you can seek while you’re traveling and making sure you get the right visa for your travels and possible employment.

I do recommend this book for those who are willing – and brave enough – to take this step in their lives. However, if you’re listening to the audiobook, I suggest you have something to jot down notes with; I’m sure this is not an issue with the Kindle edition.

Afterthought:

Audible launched its unlimited subscription tier Audible Plus last month, which goes for $7.95. Unlike its $14.95 premium plan, this tier doesn’t come with a monthly credit. Instead, subscribers have access to Audible Originals and podcasts. Those with the premium plan also have free access to these carefully curated titles.

How to Quit Your Job and Travel the World is one of the Audible Originals you can listen to with a subscription, no credit needed. However, you can purchase the audiobook or ebook for a low price if you’re not inclined to purchase a subscription to Audible Plus. There’s a MP3 CD edition also available, as well.

I’ll keep my Audible subscription for a while longer; I need something to listen to while I ride this pandemic out at work after all. Until next time, keep on huntin’.

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If you haven’t already guessed, I work for a public library. I’ve been doing so for nearly a decade now – just one year shy this December. It had been a childhood dream – one of the many dreams, actually – to work in a library. Even in my adolescence, I often daydreamed about working there among the books.

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I started my book blog – The Book Hunter’s Journal – on 27 June 2009 with a post about a $3-bag book sale at the McAllen Public Library. My partners in crime was, of course, Monica and an excited Squid. With my 446th post, made on 17 June 2013, I said goodbye to the blog and remained focus on this one. And I’ve been here since.

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It seems that with every year I catch myself looking back on the person I used to be. Reading posts from a decade ago sends a chill down my spine. Was I really that naive at 27 to think I could use derogatory terminology and think it was o.k.? Considering that I’m not that person anymore, should I remove those posts? Hide them away in some secret dark, for-my-eyes-only corner of the blog? What does the erasure of my old writing do for my present self? Does it make me feel justified in my change? Or does it make who I am a lie? Because I’ve grown since then, and continue to grow still. Who I am now may not be who I will be in another decade. There are still some beliefs that I carry that some may deem old fashion. And others that may be deemed too radical.

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Sometimes we create fantasies because the reality isn’t worth facing. We create happy marriages when all we think about is running out the door. We glue something broken beyond repair in hopes that things will get better. We do this because the alternative is scarier than what we have.

After we split, I spent hours every day day dreaming that she’d come back. There were mornings I’d hear her trying to sneak into my room like she had in our college days. I’d feel her warm body curled beside only to find her side empty when I opened my eyes.

And I spent hours contemplating the outcome of “the talk” I had with V. How, in every scenario that played in my head, things turned out better than they did. Because I had this one right. I read all the signs correctly. In the end, I projected my feelings onto her and just read what I wanted to.

Maybe it’s time I stopped clinging to this maladaptive daydreaming and accept reality for what it is. Take charge of the things I can control. Focus on my return to writing, book/movie/television reviewing. So I dropped $60+ on a new theme. It was time to start fresh, you know?

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I present to you my modern retelling of Little Red Riding Hood. It was written in less than two hours for work and recorded last week. There was no time to revise or edit the piece. I may revisit the story in the future and polish it a bit for a repost, but I make no promises. Please enjoy.

Once upon a time – just the other week – Rosita’s mother asked her to take a basket of goodies to her ailing abuela who lived on the other side of town. Because the weather was chilly, Rosita grabbed her favorite red hoodie sweater and set off. But before she can take one step out the front door, her mother asked, “Rosita, did you remember to take your cell phone?”

“Yes, mamá.”

“And what path are you taking to get there?”

“The path that runs straight through the park.”

“And what path are you going to avoid?”

“The path that runs through the woods.”

“Ok, be back before dinner. And please don’t spoil your appetite at abuela’s.”

“Yes, mamá.”

And off she went. When she reached the fork in the path, she had a decision to make. The path through the woods was quicker than that of the park. It was also more scenic. And she loved the smell of the flowers that blossomed in the autumn.

“I know mama warned me not to go into the woods alone, but this way I’ll get to spend more time with abuela.”

The choice was made. Rosita continued on into the woods.

It wasn’t long until she heard the thwack-thwack-thwacking of wood being chopped.

“Hello there,” a woodcutter said. “What are you doing here alone? Don’t you know that there are wolves lurking about?”

“I’m going straight to my abuela’s house to drop off this basket.”

“Seems simple enough,” the woodcutter said, “but should you encounter a wolf, don’t hesitate to call me.” And he passed along his business card.

Rosita pocketed the card and continued on. But the woodcutter was right. There were wolves lurking about and one happened to jump out of the bushes in front of her.

“Why hello there,” the wolf said. “The name’s Leonard D. Lobo and I must say that’s a mighty fine basket you have there. Mind if I take a peek at it?”

“It’s food and medicine for my abuela,” Rosita said.

“Hmm…” the wolf whispered. “How about I carry it for you?”

“It’s not heavy,” Rosita replied.

The wolf needed to get the basket from the girl, but he didn’t know how. And with a snap! It came to him.

“How about you go into the flower patch over yonder and pick some fresh flowers for your abuela? I’m sure she’ll love the idea.”

Rosita agreed, but held onto her basket. When he was sure she was out of earshot, the wolf whispered his plan to himself, “I’ll beat her to the house. Take grandma’s place in the bed and when this little red hoodie girl comes in with the basket, I’ll snatch it from her.”

It was a plan. But it wasn’t really a good plan, because little Rosita had one of her own. She knew the wolf’s game and she was ready to one up him. She patted her pockets for her phone.

Wolf did what he had set off to do. He put grandma in the closet and took her place in the bed. He’d just settled in when there came three strong knocks from the front door.

“Come in,” he said in his best grandmotherly voice.

In strode in a looming figure. Rosita was much taller than he had remembered.

“My you’ve gotten big,” the wolf gulped.

“It’s from eating right and exercising,” Rosita said as she took a step closer.

“And what big arms you have,” the wolf said.

“The better to grab you with,” said Rosita.

“And what…wait…did you say grab?”

And with that, the woodcutter lunged at the wolf, scaring the conniving canine out of the bed and out the window with the sounds of laughter trailing behind him.

Rosita and the woodcutter helped abuela out of the closet and settled her back into bed. And they all enjoyed the goodies packed within the basket.

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